"Try to remember it always," he said once Gogol had reached him, leading him slowly back across the breakwater, to where his mother and Sonia stood w… - Jhumpa Lahiri

Remember that you and I made this journey together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

Remember it always. Remember that you and I made this journey and went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

Remember that you and I made this journey, that we went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

They were things for which it was impossible to prepare but which one spent a lifetime looking back at, trying to accept, interpret, comprehend. Things that should never have happened, that seemed out of place and wrong, these were what prevailed, what endured, in the end.

And yet she could not forgive herself. Even as an adult, she wished only that she could go back and change things: the ungainly things she’d worn, the insecurity she’d felt, all the innocent mistakes she made.

That's the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet.