Οι γέροι έχουν το θάνατο ενώ οι νέοι έχουν τον έρωτα, ο θάνατος έρχεται μια φορά, ενώ ο έρωτας έρχεται και ξαναέρχεται πολλές φορές. - Yasunari Kawabata

"What I believe to be memories are probably daydreams. Still, my own sentimentality yearns for them as if they were the truth, suspect or twisted though they may be. I have forgotten that they were stories I heard from another and feel an intimacy with them as if they were my own direct memories"

-from "Oil"

Her awareness of her body was inseparable from her memory of his embrace.

[...] and yet the woman's existence, her straining to live, came touching him like naked skin.