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Only where there is disillusionment and depression and sorrow does happiness arise; without the despair of loss, there is no hope.
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Somewhere in his body--perhaps in the marrow of his bones--he would continue to feel her absence.
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Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.
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What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.
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When the fire goes out, you'll start feeling the cold. You'll wake up whether you want to or not.
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Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
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I'll write to you. A super-long letter, like in an old-fashioned novel.
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I've always liked libraries. They're quiet and full of books and full of knowledge.
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You’re really cute, Midori,” I corrected myself. “What do you mean really cute?” “So cute the mountains crumble and the oceans dry up.
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I have these realistic dreams and snap wide awake in the middle of the night. And for a while I can't work out what's real and what isn't... That kind of feeling. Do you have any idea what I'm saying?
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I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
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She was truly a beautiful girl. I could feel a small polished stone sinking through the darkest waters of my heart. All those deep convoluted channels and passageways, and yet she managed to toss her pebble right down to the bottom of it all.
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For me, writing a novel is like having a dream. Writing a novel lets me intentionally dream while I'm still awake. I can continue yesterday's dream today, something you can't normally do in everyday life.
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If only I could fall sound asleep and wake up in my old reality!
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We're all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.
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If I'm going to merely ramble, maybe I should just snuggle under the warm covers, think of Miu, and play with myself.
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The ones with no imagination are always the quickest to justify themselves.
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You end up exhausted and spent, but later, in retrospect, you realize what it all was for. The parts fall into place, and you can see the whole picture and finally understand the role each individual part plays. The dawn comes, the sky grows light, and the colors and shapes of the roofs of houses, which you could only glimpse vaguely before, come into focus.
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I started writing at the kitchen table after midnight. It took ten months to finish that first book; I sent it to a publisher and I got some kind of prize, so it was like a dream - I was surprised to find it happening.
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It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.
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Can't trust people. Won't do any good. They'll kill you everytime. They'll kill eachother. They'll kill everyone.
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People with dark souls have nothing but dark dreams. People with really dark souls do nothing but dream.
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My shadow is only half of what it should be." "Everyone has their shortcomings.
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Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.