“You must know that there is nothing higher, or stronger, or sounder, or more useful afterwards in life, than some good memory, especially a memory from childhood, from the parental home. You hear a lot said about your education, yet some such beautiful, sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man stores up many such memories to take into life, then he is saved for his whole life. And even if only one good memory remains with us in our hearts, that alone may serve some day for our salvation.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky

This is one of my very favourite quotations from the The Brothers Karamazov. Tonight I made fruit pizza (oat cookie crust with cream cheese and whipped cream topping covered with fruit and drizzled with chocolate), which has been my favourite dessert my whole life and which definitely reminds me of home, of my childhood, and of my family. Continue reading ““If only one good memory remains…”” →