----- Original Message ----- From: "Rickard Parker" <[log in to unmask]
> Why, for all of us, out of all that we have heard, seen, felt, in a
> lifetime, do certain images recur, charged with emotion, rather than others?
> The song of one bird, the leap of one fish, at a particular place and time,
> the scent of one flower, an old woman on a German mountain path, six
> ruffians seen through an open window playing cards at night at a small
French railway junction where there was a water-mill: such memories may have
> symbolic value, but of what we cannot tell, for they come to represent the
> depths of feeling into which we cannot peer. We might just as well ask why,
> when we try to recall visually some period in the past, we find in our
> memory just the few meagre arbitrarily chosen set of snapshots that we do
> find there, the faded poor souvenirs of passionate moments.