Forgetting and remembering are governed by laws, but we cannot find out what they are. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
I do not remember joy or sorrow in childhood, but listening for clues. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
The past goes right on pulling me apart, though I can scarcely remember the people or the issues. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
I seldom remember my father, but I sneeze and rub my nose the way he did. I also love my son with… — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
The Lady: a fluty voice, sensible shoes, a melancholy sense of living by rules few still remember. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Even the most abject have a sense of superiority based on powerful though undefined merits. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
