“ I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn’t mine anymore, but one in which I’d found the simplest and most lasting joys.” - Albert Camus

” Oh well, memories, said I.Yes, even remembering in itself is sad, yet how much more its object! Don’t let yourself in for things like that, it’s not for you and it’s not for me. It only weakens one’s present position without strengthening the former one—nothing is more obvious—quite apart from the fact that the former one doesn’t need strengthening.” - Franz Kafka