“But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended, when it suited them. Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained sad even with the passing of time, yet happy ones could never be recreated - not with the same joy. Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.” ShouldSometimesPainRememberJoyMemoriesSadnessSourceSorrowPassingPassingsPermanentPeculiarUnfairSorrowful Book:A Fine Balance Source: A Fine Balance
“What folly made young people, even those in middle age, think they were immortal? How much better, their lives, if they could remember the end. Carrying your death with you every day would make it hard to waste time on unkindness and anger and bitterness, on anything petty. That was the secret: remembering your dying time, in order to keep the stupid and the ugly out of your living time.” PeopleIfsThinkingLifeMadeEndsHardAgeRememberYoungOrderSecretMiddleDyingStupidWasteUglyFollyImmortalBitternessWasting TimePettyMiddle AgesUnkindnessAnger And Bitterness Author:Rohinton Mistry
“Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.” ShouldPainRememberSadnessSourceSorrowPeculiarUnfair Book:A Fine Balance Source: A Fine Balance
