“Don’t keep looking back all the time, you’re bound to get depressed.” – Thoughts on The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro

The Remains of the Day is a story of, among other things, nostalgia, regrets, denial, and a lost love. It is a story of how looking back is a dangerous thing, in a way – we try to remember and see faults, and in seeing those faults we are pained. “After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?”