Rock and roll was my favorite, but before long I grew to enjoy Shinamoto's brand of classical music. This was music from another world, which had its appeal, but more than that I loved it because she...
Dreaming is the day job of novelists, but sharing our dreams is a still more important task for us. We cannot be novelists without this sense of sharing something.
Two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes
Sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it. I doubt if I can really love anybody.
Here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can,...
You're , you see, and nobody else. You you, right?
You shouldn’t fear boundaries, but you also should not be afraid of destroying them.
You make do with what you have. As you age you learn even to be happy with what you have.
You know what I think? she says. That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive.
You are entering a phase of your life in which many different things will occur...bad things that seem good at first and good things that seem bad at first.
With luck, it might even snow for us.
When there's nothing to do, you do nothing slowly and intently.
When people pass away, do their thoughts just vanish?
What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing?
What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?...the thought fills me...
What do you mean, 'playing really creatively'? Can you give me an example?Hmm, let's see ... you send the music deep enough into your heart so that it makes your body undergo a kind of a physical shif...
We're human, after all, and everybody's got something a little off somewhere.
We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We're connected to reality by the same line. All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.
We truly believed in something back then, and we knew we were the kind of people capable of believing in something - with all our hearts. And that kind of hope will never simply vanish.
We knew exactly what we wanted in each other. And even so, it ended. One day it stopped, as if the film simply slipped off the reel.