He could not call up the faces of his own mother and father, who had died three or four years before. He would look at a picture, and there they woul… - Yasunari Kawabata

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He could not call up the faces of his own mother and father, who had died three or four years before. He would look at a picture, and there they would be. Perhaps people were progressively harder to paint in the mind as they near one, loved by one. Perhaps clear memories came easily in proportion as they were ugly.