Kazuo Ishiguro Quotes

When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry.

In 1957's 'There's No You,' Sinatra is suspended at the intersection of a loss he can't face and a memory he can't relinquish.

All the best songs have an element of sadness.

Sorrow is the great idealizer.

Sorrow is properly that state of the mind in which our desires are fixed upon the past without looking forward to the future.

I was weeping again, drunk on the impossible past.

. . . all that she had had, and all that she had missed, were lost together, and were twice lost in this landslide of remembered losses.

I think of John every day. I do try to block it, but December 8th is not the only day I think of him.

It's the poignancy and sadness in things that gets to me.

To return after long years of painful absence to some place which has been the scene of our former joys, and whence the force of circumstance, and not choice, has driven us, is oppressive to the heart.

I am not sad, but I am melancholic. When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

I've cried over string arrangements.

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.

There is no greater sorrow Than to be mindful of the happy time In misery

When it was all over, and I was left alone in my office, I put my face in my hands and wept. I could do nothing less.

Most of life is sad.

When something you love gets taken away, it hurts you.

A loss feels like a loss.

I mourn for the stake which was lost at Richmond more deeply than I rejoice over that which was saved at Waterloo.

But while our parting was mutually acceptable and even expedient, still it was painful. And I would like to think it hurt both of us, for I certainly felt it: a wrenching inside, like some small but improbably necessary organ was no longer in there, that it was missing, torn or fallen out. And at the time I'd thought that was the end of it; what was missing was gone forever

I was right when I said I'd never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can't ever do anything else except look back.

Somewhere in all the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces.

O, sorrow! Why dost borrow Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?

A heart weighs more when it splits in two; it crashes in the chest like a broken plane.

I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.