• If I'm alone at home, I get increasingly restless, bothered by the idea that I'm missing some crucial encounter out there somewhere. But if I'm left by myself in someone else's place, I often find myself a nice sense of peace engulfing me. I love sinking into an unfamiliar sofa with whatever book happens to be lying nearby.

    Kazuo Ishiguro (2009). “Nocturnes: Five Stories of Music and Nightfall”, p.54, Faber & Faber