Friday, June 14, 2019

Eugène Ionesco

“The light of memory, or rather the light that memory lends to things, is the palest light of all. I am not quite sure whether I am dreaming or remembering, whether I have lived my life or dreamed it. Just as dreams do, memory makes me profoundly aware of the unreality, the evanescence of the world …”


Image may contain: plant and flower

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.