The Memory Closet Quotes

“I think ‘me’ is a moving target, Bobo. Like you put a bunch of rocks in a kaleidoscope, and every time you turn it, the pieces look different, but it’s still the same rocks.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Some smells are universally revered. Coffee brewing. Bacon frying. Burning leaves. Baby powder. And sawdust.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Inez was old as dirt and eat up with ugly, hair all crazy-like, smelled like a goat.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“a man can drag a woman down, turn her into something she never was.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Dusty, I’d like you to meet my grandmother. She’s a bigot, she stinks, and she’s named after a clown. “Ma’am,”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Bobo eyed me, up and down. “So that’s why you got that stuff all over your face.” “That ‘stuff’ is makeup, Bobo. If I don’t wear it, I look like a crash dummy.” I started toward the porch. “And”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“You’ll know I need help standing up when you see me fallin’ down. And you’ll know I’m ready for the boneyard when I fall down and then start looking 'round for something to do while I’m down there.” Then”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“What’s the matter, Bobo? You don’t seem yourself today.” “If I ain’t me, God help whoever is.” “Is”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“My running shoes sang a rhythmic slap-slap-slap melody on the concrete sidewalk. My ponytail danced back and forth to the same tempo. My breathing matched the beat, huffing in and out in harmony. Ah, running; how I loathed it. I’d”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“I had a comfort zone the size of a gum wrapper— Dentyne—and I guarded it like a fortress.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“That don’t make no more sense than sittin’ on the TV to watch the couch.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Inez was old as dirt and eat up with ugly, hair all crazy-like, smelled like a goat. She didn’t never marry, lived in a shack didn’t have no water, had a outhouse right up side her kitchen window.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Some things get broken and they can’t be fixed—ever.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Flying wears you out if you’re carrying dead weight.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“sexuality is the nuclear material of the human psyche.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“That Sponge Bob Pants a children’s book, too? About a washrag to scrub the grease off a pot? That’s dumber’n a shovel.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“It’s not true what they say about time, that it heals. The passage of time only blunts your grief so it doesn’t stab you anymore. It just hacks at you with a rusty Boy Scout hatchet.”
― Ninie Hammon, The Memory Closet

“Translucent memories, the kind that probably aren’t crisp and clear in anybody’s mind, formed in the swirling mist of my nothingness like an image on photographic paper gradually taking shape in a developing tray.”
― Ninie Hammon, Memory Closet