The History of Memoirs : The New Yorker

A psychologically complete and honest confession of life, on the other hand, would require so much indiscretion on my part as well as on that of others about family, friends, and enemies, most of them still alive, that it is simply out of the question. What makes all autobiographies worthless is, after all, their mendacity.

via The History of Memoirs : The New Yorker.

Monique Judge
Monique Judge is a writer living in Los Angeles, California. She drinks way too much coffee, has way too much yarn, knows her way around a good bottle of tequila, and loves gifts and surprises.

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