I have always been asking myself this question: Am I a memory? Or is the memory, me? Are we nothing but a collection of memories?
Human memories are too vague. Thinking something has color when it doesn’t, making things more dramatic than they really are, glorify things. It gives new greater meaning than what was actually there. That is why I never believed in any of this talk about “beautiful memories.””
◎ Yano Motoharu, Bokura Ga ita (We Were There)