Întrucît personajul principal suferă de amnezie (pierdere temporară sau permanentă a memoriei), am început să înțeleg cît de greu le vine oamenilor care împart aceeași soartă cu eroina dată să trăiască și să se integreze în societate. Am impresia că pierderea unei mîini, sau a oricărei alte părți a corpului nu e atît de groaznică precum e pierderea memoriei. Să ai amnezie e echivalent cu a-ți pierde o parte din viață, cred eu... Ești purtat de pe o mînă pe alta, toți profită de tine, nu știi în cine poți să ai încredere și în cine nu... Îți dorești atît de mult ca această suferință să nu fie altceva decît un simplu coșmar, să te trezești a doua zi și să fii conștientă de viața ta... Dar nu, asta e ceva mai mult decît un coșmar.
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”Everyone has to work at their marriage in some way or another. I'll just have to work at the "remembering your husband" part.”
”But really, I'm fine. I don't remember anything about the crash. It's like a story I've been
told that happened to someone else, the kind where you tilt your head politely and say "Oh no, how awful" but you've already stopped listening properly.”
”Stupid secretive brain. I mean, who's in charge here? Me or it?”
”Women need chocolate. It's a scientific fact."
"Business is forwardlooking.”
”The fewer people know, the safer”
”There's genuine pain in Eric's eyes, and I feel a stab of guilt. But you can't stay with people because of guilt. Or because they can drive a speedboat.”
”Okay, I need my memory back. I've had it with amnesia. I've had it with people telling me they know more about my life than I do. It's my memory. It belongs to me.”
”People don't just get presented with a perfect life for no good reason. It just doesn't happen"
"I sink down onto a chair, suddenly overwhelmed by how little I know about my own life. If I'd known I was going to get amnesia, I would have at least written myself a note. Given myself a few tips. Be careful of the glass leopard, it's worth a bloody fortune. P.S., you like spiders."
"A scary digital display blinks back at me and I can't help a small moan. How can anyone live in a house that's more complicated than NASA? Why does a house have to be intelligent, anyway? Why can't it be nice and stupid?"
"I can't hold out anymore. I have to pull his face down to me for a kiss. And this one I'll never forget; this one I'll keep forever."
