Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.
"We are all the sum of our memories, but what happens when those memories are erased or altered? Do we become someone else, or do we remain the same person, just with a different past?"
"Memory is a strange thing. It doesn't work like I thought it did. We are so used to thinking of it as a camera or a tape recorder, but it's not like that at all. It's more like a painter. It creates a picture, but it's not always the same picture."
