Quotes from Kazuo Ishiguro

cuando perdíamos algo precioso, y buscábamos y buscábamos por todas partes y no lo encontrábamos, no debíamos perder por completo la esperanza. Nos quedaba aún una brizna de consuelo al pensar que un día, cuando fuéramos mayores y pudiéramos viajar libremente por todo el país, siempre podríamos ir a Norfolk y encontrar lo que habíamos perdido hacía tanto tiempo

memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don't go along with that. The memories I value most, I don't see them ever fading.

Year after year goes by, and nothing gets better. All we do is argue and debate and procrastinate. Any decent idea is amended to ineffectuality by the time it's gone half-way through the various committees it's obliged to pass through. The few people qualified to know what's what are talked to a standstill by ignorant people all around them.

What Axl and I feel today in our hearts for each other tells us the path taken here can hold no danger for us, no matter that the mist hides it now. It's like a tale with a happy end, when even a child knows not to fear the twists and turns before. Axl and I would remember our life together, whatever its shape, for it's been a thing dear to us.

when we lost something precious, and we'd looked and looked and still couldn't find it, then we didn't have to be completely heartbroken. We still had that last bit of comfort, thinking one day, when we were grown up, and we were free to travel around the country, we could always go and find it again in Norfolk.

A mother's love for her son. Such a noble thing, to override the dread of loneliness

we both felt deep down some tug, some old wish to believe again in something that was once close to our hearts.

This gave us both a little chill, and though we giggled, we didn't say any more about it.

I for one will never doubt that a desire to see 'justice in this world' lay at the heart of all his actions.

Maybe all of us at Hailsham had little secrets like that—little private nooks created out of thin air where we could go off alone with our fears and longings. But the very fact that we had such needs would have felt wrong to us at the time—like somehow we were letting the side down.

What kind of god is it, sir, wishes wrongs to go forgotten and unpunished?

It was that exchange, when we finally mentioned the closing of Hailsham, that suddenly brought us close again, and we hugged, quite spontaneously, not so much to comfort one another, but as a way of affirming Hailsham, the fact that it was still there in both our memories. Then I had to hurry off to my own car.

We're both of us sentimental. We can't help it. Our generation still carry the old feelings. A part of us refuses to let go. The part that wants to keep believing there's something unreachable inside each of us. Something that's unique and won't transfer. But there's nothing like that, we know that now. You know that.

Es posible que las palabras que dije aquella tarde en el templo de Tamagawa no fueran exactamente éstas, ya que he contado esa escena en otras ocasiones, y cuando una historia se repite varias veces, empieza a adquirir vida propia.

Rimanemmo così, sulla sommità di quel campo, per quello che ci sembrò un tempo infinito, abbracciati senza dire una parola, mentre il vento non smetteva di soffiarci contro, e sembrava strapparci i vestiti di dosso; per un istante fu come se ci tenessimo stretti l'uno all'altra, perché quello era l'unico modo per non essere spazzati via nella notte.

Then the Coffee Cup Lady reached the RPO Building side, and she and the man were holding each other so tightly they were like one large person, and the Sun, noticing, was pouring his nourishment on them.

the danger topics were themselves ways the Mother had devised to make certain emotions appear inside Josie's mind.

my main objection to Mr. Graham's analogy was the implication that this 'dignity' was something one possessed or did not by a fluke of nature; and if one did not self-evidently have it, to strive after it would be as futile as an ugly woman trying to make herself beautiful.

Tommy thought it possible the guardians had, throughout all our years at Hailsham, timed very carefully and deliberately everything they told us, so that we were always just too young to understand properly the latest piece of information. But of course we'd take it in at some level, so that before long all this stuff was there in our heads without us ever having examined it properly.

She told Roy that things like pictures, poetry, all that kind of stuff, she said they revealed what you were like inside. She said they revealed your soul.

We were always just too young to understand properly the latest piece of information. But of course we'd take it in at some level, so that before long all this stuff was there in our heads without us ever having examined it properly.

like they were in a play and he'd forgotten his lines.

Tommy, you don't seem very pleased for me," I said, though in an obviously jokey voice. "I am pleased for you, Kath. It's just that, well, I wish I'd found it." Then he did a small laugh and went on: "Back then, when you lost it, I used to think about it, in my head, what it would be like, if I found it and brought it to you. What you'd say, your face, all of that.

Even so, an AF would feel himself growing lethargic after a few hours away from the Sun, and start to worry there was something wrong with him – that he had some fault unique to him and that if it became known, he'd never find a home.