I'm always fascinated by the way memory diffuses fact.
~Diane Sawyer
Every man's memory is his private literature. ~Aldous Huxley
When from a long-distant past nothing subsists after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and smell alone, more fragile but more enduring, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, remain poised a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unflinchingly, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection.
From Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust, quoted in Quoted in Essence and Alchemy: A Natural History of Perfume by Mandy Aftel, 2001. New York: North Point Press, p. 11
“If you are possessed by an idea, you find it expressed everywhere. You even smell it.”
thomas mann
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