I remember / je me souviens
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For those limbic bursts of nostalgia, invented by Proust, miniaturized by Nicholson Baker, and freeze-dried by Joe Brainard in his I remember and by Georges Perec in his Je me souviens.

But there are no fractions, the world is an integer
Like us, and like us it can neither stand wholly apart nor disappear.
When one is young it seems like a very strange and safe place,
But now that I have changed it feels merely odd, cold
And full of interest.
          --John Ashbery, "A Wave"

Sometimes I sense that to put real confidence in my memory I have to get to the end of all rememberings. That seems to say that I forego remembering. And now that strikes me as an accurate description of what it is to have confidence in one's memory.
          --Stanley Cavell, The Claim of Reason


Wednesday, February 22, 2006
I remember that another phrase I wasn't sure of was "toe the line", which I thought was "tow the line". We had a view of the Hudson river from our house and Mom and I would watch from the window when particularly eye-catching boats were afloat. "Look, a tugboat!", Mom would exclaim. They were so cute pulling their huge and heavy loads. I think that's why I associated to towing.


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