Never Let Me Go

by Kazuo Ishiguro

I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.

Because somewhere underneath, a part of us stayed like that: fearful of the world around us, and—no matter how much we despised ourselves for it—unable quite to let each other go.

sometimes that’s how things happen in this world. People’s opinions, their feelings, they go one way, then the other. It just so happens you grew up at a certain point in this process.”