我想知道，我一生中见过多少人，却从未真正看见过他们。
My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire.
Stories you read when you're the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you'll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit.