"The past is littered with loss. Each one is a fossil in the folds of our memories, and fossils, although sometimes delicate, are tempting to hold and admire...Memory is a dreamscape, and a dreamscape has no expiration date.It is an eternal present. The dream is all that is behind us, and thus we cant help wanting to go back. The mistake, it seems, it to dwell there. Change in linear time is the one constant truth about the world...Regret of any kind is insidious. It steals from the present. Preserving memory does not steal from the present. Rather, the past, left alone, accumulates to create all that is now."- Martha McPhee