"You mean… you remember me?" he asked, embarrassed at the squeak that escaped on the last word. […] "I remember remembering," she muttered, sitting down with a heavy sigh; she pulled up her legs to wrap her arms around her knees. "Feelings. Emotions. Like I have all these shelves in my head, labeled for memories and faces, but they're empty. As if everything before this is just on the other side of a white curtain." (36.8)
It's funny—Thomas describes remembering things and places, and Teresa remembers feelings and emotions. Linda Richman thinks you should discuss it amongst yourselves.