Csakhogy zord, könyörtelen világ ez. És láttam egy kislányt, amint lehunyt szemmel magához szorítja a régi, barátságos világot, amelyről a szíve mélyén tudja, hogy nem maradhat fenn, mégis kapaszkodik belé, és könyörög, hogy soha ne engedje el.
—  Kazuo Ishiguro: Ne engedj el…
It never occurred to me that our lives, until then so closely interwoven, could unravel and separate over a thing like that. But the fact was, I suppose, there were powerful tides tugging us apart by then, and it only needed something like that to finish the task. If we’d understood that back then—who knows?—maybe we’d have kept a tighter hold of one another.
—  Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

If there was a boy and a girl… and they were in love with each other, really, properly in love, and they could prove it, then they would be given a few years together, before they began their donations.