The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels: it is always the false ones that look the most real, the most brilliant.
Events that are predestined require but little management. They manage themselves. They slip into place while we sleep, and suddenly we are aware that the thing we fear to attempt, is already accomplished.
When I am fishing, I think quite a lot about the fish, but I also think about the book I'm writing.

