Memory Is A Cruel Mistress

The Certainty That She Would Find What It Was She Sought Just Slipped Away, Until One Night She Knew There Was Nothing, No One Waiting For Her. That No Matter How Far She Walked, How Carefully She Searched, How Much She Wanted To Find The Person She Was Looking For, She Was Alone" - The Forgotten Garden

Quite Simply The Book And I Were Meant To Be Together.

It Was Such A Pleasure To Sink One's Hands Into The Warm Earth, To Feel At One's Fingertips The Possibilities Of The New Season.

The World Was An Awfully Large Place And It Wasn't Easy To Find A Person Who'd Gone Missing Sixty Years Earlier, Even If That Person Was Oneself.

Will History Remember Us, I Wonder? I Do Hope So - To Imagine That One Might Do Something, Touch An Event Somehow, & Thereby Transcend The Bounds Of A Single Human Lifetime!