Julian Barnes

But life never lets you go, does it? You can't put down life the way you put down a book.

Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time. Art does not exist for art's sake: it exists for people's sake.

History is that certainty produced at the point where the imperfections of memory meet the inadequacies of documentation.

Art is the whisper of history, heard above the noise of time.