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“The problem is that I am in the wrong century to burn things. I am the wrong generation to let it go.”
― Edmund de Waal, The Hare With Amber Eyes: A Family's Century of Art and Loss

“And rather impressive – I want to be bourgeois and ask how you find time for five children, a husband and a lover?”
― Edmund de Waal, The Hare with Amber Eyes: A Family's Century of Art and Loss

“There is something about that burning of all those letters that gives me pause: why should everything be made clear and be brought into the light? Why keep things, archive your intimacies? Why not let thirty years of shared conversation go spiralling in ash up into the air of Tunbridge Wells? Just because you have it does not mean you have to pass it on. Losing things can something gain you a space in which to live.”
― Edmund de Waal, The Hare With Amber Eyes: A Family's Century of Art and Loss

“Stories are a kind of thing, too. Stories and objects share something, a patina. I thought I had this clear, two years ago before I started, but I am no longer sure how this works. Perhaps a patina is a process of rubbing back so that the essential is revealed, the way that a striated stone tumbled in a river feels irreducible, the way that this netsuke of a fox has become little more than a memory of a nose and a tail. But it also seems additive, in the way that a piece of oak furniture gains over years and years of polishing, and the way the leaves of my medlar shine.”
― Edmund de Waal, The Hare With Amber Eyes: A Family's Century of Art and Loss