We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.
Kazuo IshiguroRead
If you were a boy and a girl and you were in love with each other, really, properly in love, and if you could show it, then the people who run Hailsham, they sorted it out for you. They sorted it out so you could have a few years together before you began your donations.
Interpretation
The quote describes a profound, albeit restricted, love between two individuals within a controlled environment.
In this quote, Ishiguro reflects on the complexities of love in a dystopian setting where individuals are artificially bred for organ donations. The idea of sorting out a few years of love for those destined to serve a greater purpose highlights the bittersweet nature of human relationships constrained by societal rules. It asks the reader to consider the value of love and the human experience, even in the face of tragic circumstances.
In practice
During a wedding speech, one might quote this to reflect on the sacrifices love can bring.
We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.
You need to remember that. If you’re to have decent lives, you have to know who you are and what lies ahead of you, every one of you.
I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.
What I'm not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete. Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through, or feel we've had enough time.
We all live inside bodies that will deteriorate. But when you look at human beings, they're capable of very decent things: love, loyalty. When time is running out, they don't care about possessions or status. They want to put things right if they've done wrong.
Screenplays I didn't really care about, journalism, travel books, getting my writer friends to write about their dreams or something. I just determined to write the books I had to write.
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
One can be very much in love with a woman without wishing to spend the rest of one's life with her.
For a practitioner of love and compassion, an enemy is one of the most important teachers. Without an enemy you cannot practice tolerance, and without tolerance you cannot build a sound basis of compassion.
Women are constantly trying to commit suicide for love, but generally they take care not to succeed.
Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real." "Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.
We are not actually equal - humanity - if we are not allowed to freely love one another.
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