Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that.
You forget some things, dont you?
Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

Injuries heal, but wrinkles are the scars of time.

Sometimes it's the scars that remind you that you survived. Sometimes the scars tell you that you have healed.

He thought each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins. As in a party game. Say the words and pass it on. So be sparing. What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.

Time heals all wounds. But not this one. Not yet.