Memory is a warehouse; it is filled with melancholy and nostalgia, dreams and false promises, protest and indignation. It is the history of the subject, insular and condensed, but also the seed of perpetuity, generous and open. Ephemeral and mutable, it is the space where the logos becomes myth, where experience is suspended in a fragile balance between intuition and the archetype.

Robert S. Lubar, from Rachel Friedberg: a Fragile Balance