some vaguely related memories

"names of people, books, cities, they are already fading away. even the titles of films i’ve seen recently — they have already faded. authors of thousands of books I’ve read... all that remains are the colours of their bindings, their covers. i don’t remember much about Beauty and the Beast, but i remember clearly, vividly the hear of the day as we were crossing the Rhine bridge, to see the film. everything that I see, or read, or listen to, connects, translates into moods, bits of surroundings, colors. no, I am not a novelist. no precision of observation, detail. with me, everything is mood, mood, or else —simply nothingness.” - jonas mekas