whatever story we tell

Only the rereading counts, Nabokov said… For we live with those retrievals from childhood that coalesce and echo throughout our lives, the way shattered pieces of glass in a kaleidoscope reappear in new forms and are songlike in their refrains and rhymes, making up a single monologue.  We live permanently in the recurrence of our own stories, whatever story we tell.

-Michael Ondaatje, Divisadero

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  1. Posted May 24, 2013 at 8:07 am | Permalink

    THIS! Yes! So true.
    Thanks for sharing 🙂

  2. Posted June 8, 2013 at 9:44 am | Permalink

    Oh, how well this resonates.