Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.
Where I'm living is not a storybook world. It's the real world, full of gaps and inconsistencies and anticlimaxes.
Everything has boundaries. The same holds true with thought. You shouldn't fear boundaries, but you should not be afraid of destroying them. That's what is most important if you want to be free: respe...
No two human beings are alike; it's a question of identity. And what is identity? The cognitive system arisin' from the aggregate memories of that individual's past experiences. The layman's word for...
Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.
The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts.
If you're young and talented, it's like you have wings.
There was something odd for him about not feeling lonely. The very fact that he had ceased to be lonely caused him to fear the possibility of becoming lonely again.
Every writer has his writing technique - what he can and can't do to describe something like war or history. I'm not good at writing about those things, but I try because I feel it is necessary to wri...
I'm a writer. I don't support any war. That's my principle.
There are three ways you can get along with a girl: one, shut up and listen to what she has to say; two, tell her you like what she's wearing; and three, treat her to really good food...If you do all...
Nobody would take the time and effort to hang a fake moon in a real sky.
The worst thoughts usually strike in the dead of the night.
Painful is the stress when one cannot reproduce or convey vividly to others, however hard he tries, what he's experienced so intensely.
The little things are important, Mr. Wind-Up Bird,
If you never noticed, it never happened.
Far away a crow caws. The earth slowly keeps on turning. But beyond any of those details there are dreams. And everyone´s living in them.
[...] Shimamoto had her own little world within her. A world that was for her alone, one I could not enter.
You know something? she said.What?I'm completely empty.Yeah?Yeah.
Friends don't need the intervention of a third party. Friendship's a voluntary thing.
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