It might upset him." "What do you remember ?" I asked.
"That's the trouble; I can't tell you.

What was once very clear to me has for the most part become vague and formless.

When my mind tries to grasp it, it slips away.

It was another life to this, quite a different life; and there was a great story in it of which I think what we have been going through is either a sequel or a prologue.

I see, or saw, cities and temples with people moving about them, George and you among them, also that old priest, Harut.