“The pen will never be able to move fast enough to write down every word discovered in the space of memory. Some things have been lost forever, other things will perhaps be remembered again, and still other things have been lost and found and lost again. There is no way to be sure of any this.”

“Some things get lost others return. That is how it is: the way of things.”

“Things that have been lost and then found are doubly precious, don't you think. People too.”

“Yet you still value the things you’ve lost the most. Because the things you’ve lost are still perfect in your head. They never rusted. They never broke. They are made of the memories you once had, which only grow rosier and brighter, day by day. They are made of the dreams of how wonderful things could have been and must never suffer the indignity of actually still existing. Of being real. Of having flaws. Of breaking and deteriorating. Only the things you no longer have will always be perfect.”

“Forgiveness is the remission of sins. For it is by this that what has been lost, and was found, is saved from being lost again.”

“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lost”