Time moves in one direction, memory in another.

Time moves in one direction, memory another. We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting.

In Heathrow a vast chunk of memory detached itself from a blank bowl of airport sky and fell on him. He vomited into a blue plastic canister without breaking stride.

I'd imagine over time you'll see more moves,

I'd imagine over time you'll see more moves. But you're not going to see them telegraph it.

It was a step in the right direction. But it's just one game. We've got to have a short memory. We'll watch the film and learn from our mistakes and take it to the yard at home against Buffalo.