Accumulations

Such empty spaces... erode in the modern world, to the point that silence provokes a why-am-I-not-in-demand anxiety.

I know, in middle age the business of life is less about doing things for the first than for the last time.

Memories, as Apollinaire noted, are like the sound of hunters’ horns fading in the wind. Still, they linger.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/08/opinion/08cohen.html