Memory is a magnet. It will pull to it and hold only material nature has designed it to attract.
Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection; the past then lives in your words and you are free.
A broken bone can heal, but the wound a word opens can fester forever.
It is very east to forgive others their mistakes; it takes more grit and gumption to forgive them for having witnessed your own.
There are two barriers that often prevent communication between the young and their elders. The first is middle-aged forgetfulness of the fact that they themselves are no longer young. The second is youthful ignorance of the fact that the middle aged are still alive.
