“Continents of memory had been lost.”

“Her mind had been a blank story for so many years, and, suddenly, all the pages were filled with lost memories.”

“They had created themselves together, and they always saw themselves, their youth, their love, their lost youth and lost love, their failures and memories, as a sort of living fiction.”

“It was funny the way memory obliged the heart. His happy recollections were always afloat in his soupy subconscious where so many of his darker memories had sunk to the underbelly of his past and been as good as lost forever. But without conscious instruction, memory had edited and enlarged the finest moments of his life and stored them like masterpieces in the private gallery of his personal history.”

“The game had been played, and she had lost.”

“If you were to be lost in the river, Jonas, your memories would not be lost with you. Memories are forever.”