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Do not trust your memory. It is a net full of holes. The most beautiful prizes slip through it.

Georges Duhamel, The Heart's Domain

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The idea in context

This is commonly sourced to The Heart's Domain. The metaphor is editorially strong for the app because it makes memory neither camera nor archive: it is a torn net. What remains may be precious, but what slips away may have been just as beautiful.

Türkçe

Aynı kart, başka bir dilde.

Hafızana güvenme. O, deliklerle dolu bir ağdır. En güzel ganimetler içinden kayıp gider.
Georges Duhamel, Kalbin Alanı

Bu söz yaygın biçimde The Heart's Domain'e bağlanır. Uygulama için güçlü bir metafordur; çünkü hafızayı kamera ya da arşiv değil, yırtık bir ağ olarak düşünür. Kalan şey değerli olabilir; ama kayıp giden şey de en az onun kadar güzel olmuş olabilir.

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Batch 2026-07-05 (reviewed): traced to Georges Duhamel, The Heart's Domain (1919); wording varies by translation.

Background reading: Georges DuhamelAttribution and context are revised when stronger evidence appears. Corrections are welcome through the editorial page.
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