

Pourquoi nier l’évidente nécessité de la mémoire ?
Regarde comme je t’oublie, regarde-moi !
Je t’oublierai, je t’oublie déjà
—Look, I wish you’d get that teaching job in perspective.
“Awake thee my lady love, awake thee and rise… the sun through the bower beats into thy eyes”, or something like that. (Jean Simmons quotes George Darley, Morning Song, 1827)
Then I sleep. Me and myself in my great big bed. We sleep.