I am very very very (add as many ‘very’s as you want to this string) bad at remembering excerpts from books. I forget parts of the stories and jumble two or more books up, the moment I close one. I don’t know why, but it has always happened with me. Harry Potter is a wee bit of an exception and that is only because of continuous revisions – each year, the movies and obsessive compulsive love for everything that is remotely associated with it.
Nevertheless, I will take up the initiative and conquer this irrational fear of mine by posting excerpts from some of my favourite books that I happen to remember. I would like to give 99.9% credit to Google for this. What I would do without this mighty know-it-all search engine 😛 😉
As the train heads toward New York, Gogol remembers a time when he was a child and his family had driven to the beach on Cape Cod. They had driven as far out as they could, and then his father and he had continued walking, out onto the rocks, as far as possible. Unfortunately, his father forgot to bring a camera, but he tells Gogol, “We will have to remember it, then.” He tells Gogol, “Try to remember it always… remember that you and I made this journey, that we went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.” Now Gogol remembers it as he travels away from their family home, back to his life in New York.