Ever since time began (when was that, I wonder?), it's been moving ever forward without a moment's rest. And one of the privileges given to those who….

While they're still alive, people can become ghosts..

A certain kind of shittiness, a certain kind of stagnation, a certain kind of darkness, goes on propagating itself by its own power in its own self-c….

I don't want our relationship to end like this. You're one of the very few friends I have, and it hurts not being able to see you. When am I going to….

You're afraid of imagination and even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the resposibility that begins in dreams. But you have to sleep and dreams are ….

As long as you have the courage to admit mistakes, things can be turned around..

Writing is fun - at least mostly. I write for four hours every day. After that I go running. As a rule, 10 kilometers (6.2 miles). That's easy to man….

I don't know a whole lot about symbolism. There seems to me to be a potential danger in symbolism. I feel more comfortable with metaphors and similes..

As I see it, you are living with something that you keep hidden deep inside. Something heavy. I felt it from the first time I met you. You have a str….

There are ways of dying that don't end in funerals. Types of death you can't smell..

So this was how secrets got started, I thought to myself. People constructed them little by little..

That's why I like listening to Schubert while I'm driving. Like I said, it's because all his performances are imperfect. A dense, artistic kind of im….

Everything in life is a metaphor..

A person's last moments are an important thing. You can't choose how you're born but you can choose how you die..

Passion can’t sustain itself forever..

We each have a special something we can get only at a special time of our life. like a small flame. A careful, fortunate few cherish that flame, nurt….

The world in books seemed so much more alive to me than anything outside. I could see things I'd never seen before. Books and music were my best frie….

She was, if anything, on the plain side, at least not the type to attract men wherever she went. But there was something in her face that was meant f….

I tell you, Mr. Okada, a cold beer at the end of the day is the best thing life has to offer. Some choosy people say that a too cold beer doesn't tas….

Memory is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory. This really came home to me once I started writing fiction, that memory seemd a kind….

I am a flawed human being - a far more flawed human being than you realize..