"
Brooding at the end of the world on my island of Sal in the
company of my prancing dogs I remember that month of January in Tokyo,
or rather I remember the images I filmed of the month of January in
Tokyo. They have substituted themselves for my memory. They are my
memory. I wonder how people remember things who don't film, don't
photograph, don't tape. How has mankind managed to remember? I know: it
wrote the Bible. The new Bible will be an eternal magnetic tape of a
time that will have to reread itself constantly just to know it
existed."
