Pat Conroy Memories Quotations

Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it's afterimage imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscura of dreams.

We children sat transfixed before that moon our mother had called forth from the waters. When the moon had reached its deepest silver, my sister, Savannah, though only three, cried aloud to our mother, to Luke and me, to the river and the moon, "Oh, Mama, do it again!" And I had my earliest memory.

There are no verdicts to childhood, only consequences, and the bright freight of memory.

Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.

I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.