I remembered reading in a hard-boiled detective novel that if you drink in the same place two nights in a row, the bartender and waiters will remember your face.
He wakes! The steel giant wakes! Long, long ago he rose from the sea, with the blood of life streaming from his belly. And then they buried him with thunder...and...carrots...at Stonehenge. But now he...
Basically people who love horror movies are people with boring lives. They want to be stimulated, and they need to reassure themselves, because when a really scary movie is over, you’re reassured to s...
At sixteen, the caption read, this boy has never been hugged. Aoyama gazed for sometime at the kid's face. It was the face of a human being who'd been constructed exclusively of wounds. Not time or hi...
Anyone who’s had a visit from them has discoveredan important fact about life: namely, that misery grows up all by itself, in ahidden place, without your even being aware of it, and then one day, sudd...
And just because I've written this book, don't think I've changed. I'm like I was back then, really.
Yeah. He wants to be a…what do you call those guys? A sommelier? Right. Said he wanted to see your collection. At fifteen he’s already decided what he wants to be? Lots of guys have. Is that wise? To...
Words themselves aren't that important. Even if somebody says words that shock you, or make you want to kill them, or make you tremble with emotion, the words themselves you tend to forget in time. Wo...
The fragment of glass with the blood on its edge, as it soaked up the dawn air, was almost transparent.It was a boundless blue, almost transparent. I stood up, and as I walked toward my own apartment,...
American loneliness is a completely different creature from anything we experience in this country, and it made me glad I was born japanese.
Such behaviours weren’t the reasons parents abused children but the results of abuse.
A person without self-confidence is incapable of being independent, and people who are dependent on their partners always create unhappiness. Always.
My play over, watching the sun go down, I'd frown and blow on the wound, and then I felt a sense of peace, as if I and the gray evening landscape were confiding in each other. Just the opposite from h...