Quotes by : Tan Twan Eng

The mind forgets, but the heart will always remember. And what is the heart's memory but love itself?....

To have memories, happy or sorrowful, is a blessing, for it shows we have lived our lives without reservation.....

My eyes wondered from one end of the mountains to the other. 'Do you think they go on forever?''The mountains?'....

It is getting dark. In the low mists over the hills, an orange glow broods, as if the trees are on fire.....

I have lived, I have traveled the world, and now, like a worn-out clock, my life is winding down, the....

The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man

Paraphrasing Yeats: It was as the Irish poet had written, a waste of breath, the years that had gone....

Memory is like patches of sunlight in an overcast valley, shifting with the movement of the clouds. Now....

Are all of us the same, I wonder, navigating our lives by interpreting the silences between words spoken,....