Like you're riding a train at night across some vast plain, and youcatch a glimpse of a tiny light in a window of a farmhouse. In aninstant it's sucked back into the darkness behind and vanishes. Buti...
In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains—flattening everything in its path, tossing...
People naturally pay their respects to the dead. The person had, after all, just accomplished the personal, profound feat of dying.
The power to concentrate was the most important thing. Living without this power would be like opening one’s eyes without seeing anything.
But actually time isn't a straight line. It doesn't ave a shape. In all senses of the term, it doesn't have any form. But since we can't picture something without form in our minds, for the sake of co...
Sometimes I get real lonely sleeping with you.
Overhead, the two moons worked together to bathe the world in a strange light.
Naoko stayed frozen in place, like a small nocturnal animal that has been lured out by the moonlight. The direction of the glow exaggerated the silhouette of her lips. Seeming utterly fragile and vuln...
I learned there were lots of realities in the world.
I wasn't in love with her. And she didn't love me. For me the question of love was irrelevant. What I sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay...
What I was chasing in circles must have been the tail of the darkness inside me.
He felt as if his heart had dried up. I needed her he thought. I needed someone like her to fill the void inside me. But I wasn’t able to fill the void inside her. Until the bitter end, the emptiness...
Never trust a man who carries a handkerchief, I always say. One of many prejudicial rules of thumb.
People whose freedom is taken away always end up hating somebody.
I know I have a pretty good sense for music, but she was better than me. I used to think it was such a waste! I thought, ‘If only she had started out with a good teacher and gotten the proper training...
But thing in the past are like plate that’s shattered to pieces. You can never put it back together like it was, right?
People lose fifty million skin cells every day. The cells get scraped off and turn into invisible dust, and disappear into the air. Maybe we are nothing but skin cells as far as the world is concerned...
Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.
It’s really difficult to talk about dead people, but it’s even harder to talk about dead young women. It’s because from the time they die, they’ll be young forever. On the other hand, for us, the surv...
I learned that realism can come in all shapes and sizes. The world is bigenough for different values to coexist.
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