" THERE ARE MEMORIES we cannot escape. We take them with us wherever we go, however far, like it or not. They pursue us or accompany us in good times and in bad. We smell their scents. We hear their sounds. We delight in them or dread them. By day and by night. My "

― Jan-Philipp Sendker , A Well-Tempered Heart (The Art of Hearing Heartbeats, #2)