The Buried Giant

by Kazuo Ishiguro

‘How will you and your husband prove your love for each other when you can’t remember the past you’ve shared?’

I’m wondering if without our memories, there’s nothing for it but for our love to fade and die.”

Our memories aren’t gone for ever, just mislaid somewhere on account of this wretched mist. We’ll find them again, one by one if we have to. Isn’t that why we’re on this journey?

“Forget him, princess.