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| View up garden path towards nursery window at Talland House |
Is it
not possible -- I often wonder-- that things we have felt with great intensity
have an existence independent of our minds; are in fact still in existence? And
if so, will it not be possible, in time, that some device will be invented by which
we can tap them? I see it -- the past - an avenue lying behind; a long ribbon
of scenes, emotions. There at the end of the avenue still, are the garden and
the nursery. Instead of remembering here a scene and there a sound, I shall fit
a plug into the wall; and listen in to the past. I shall turn up August 1890. I
feel that strong emotion must leave its trace; and it is only a question of
discovering how we can get ourselves again attached to it, so that we shall be
able to live our lives through from the start.
“A Sketch of the Past” (MOB 67)
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