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"What kept me going was, I think, that writing for me is a way of understanding what is happening to me, of thinking hard things out," the poet May Sarton wrote. ". . . Perhaps it is the need to remake order out of chaos over and over again. For art is order, but it is made out of the chaos of life" (At Seventy: A Journal. New York: W.W. Norton, 1984).
This quotation from one of Sarton's journals might well serve as an introduction to the genre of modern memoir, and it is a particularly apt description
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