“… Ah Thirteenth Avenue was the same it was shabby and overgrown. … Not of course the house, the house the big house and the big garden and the eucalyptus trees and the rose hedge naturally were not there any longer existing, what was the use …
…Memory is certainly affected by this loss of place: for the foreigner, memory is no longer connected to the spatial, so rather than experiencing the gradual transformation of the same identity over time, there is a much more radical break with the spatial that reveals the multiple fragmentary threads of identity, or perhaps even its absence.”
Gertrude Stein, Everybody’s Autobiography (New York: Random House, 1937, p. 289).