“...as long as nothing happens between them, the memory is cursed with what hasn't happened.”

“What she said was always strange. It had happened long ago. It seemed insignificant. And yet it was something you remembered forever. The words as well as the story. The voice as much as the words.”

“The words emerge from her body without her realizing it, as if she were being visited by the memory of a language long forsaken.”

“Even so you have managed to live that love in the only way possible for you. Losing it before it happened.”

“Some people are like that - closed - they can't learn from anyone. Us, for example, we can't learn anything, neither I from you nor you from me, nor from anyone, nor from anything, nor from what happens.”

“She says people ought to learn to live like them, with the body abandoned in a wilderness, and in the mind the memory of a single kiss, a single word, a single look to stand for a whole love.”

“Soon you give up, don't look for her anymore, either in the town or at night or in the daytime.Even so you have managed to live that love in the only way possible for you. Losing it before it happened.”