But however minimal, however threadbare, it (collective memory) is ballast of a kind. We all need that seven-eighths of the iceberg, the ballast of the past, a general past, the place from which we ca...
It seems to me that anyone whose library consists of a Kindle lying on a table is some sort of bloodless nerd.
Unless I am a part of everything I am nothing.
The consideration of change over the century is about loss, though I think that social change is gain rather than loss.
We all act as hinges-fortuitous links between other people.
