يقال أن لا شيء كالروائح جدير بأن يجعلنا نتذكر الماضي ص 104 - Yasunari Kawabata

She was afraid to touch the dictionary — Oki was even there. Innumerable words reminded her of him. To link whatever she saw and heard with her love was nothing less than to be alive. Her awareness of her body was inseparable from her memory of his embrace.

A voice so beautiful it was almost lonely, calling out as if to someone who could not hear, on ship far away.

Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?’
‘You sometimes even feel sentimental for it.