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“It was funny how the old practices always came around again. It was the rhythm of human enterprise to invent and worship some new approach, to fully reject it a generation later, to realize the need for it again a generation or two after that and then hastily reinvent it as new, usually without its original elegance. Scientists hated to look backward for anything.”

Quote by Ann Brashares

Book:My Name Is Memory
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My Name Is Memory

This book delves into the complexities of memory and its impact on individual identity, weaving a narrative that challenges the reader's understanding of these concepts. more

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Ann Brashares
Ann Brashares

Ann Brashares, born on July 30, 1967, is a renowned film writer known for her profound character development and engaging storytelling. more

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