Toni Morrison
[Writer, b. 1931, Lorain, Ohio, lives in Princeton, New Jersey.]

 At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough. 
 Some things you forget. Others you never do... Places, places are still there. If a house burns down, it’s gone, but the place—the picture of it—stays, and not just in my rememory, but out there, in the world. What I remember is a picture floating out there outside my head.