Occupation: Writer Birth: January 12, 1949
I have no models in Japanese literature. I created my own style, my own way..
The power to concentrate was the most important thing. Living without this power would be like opening one’s eyes without seeing anything..
I find myself thinking about my ongoing existence as a human being and the path that lies ahead of me. Though of course these thoughts lead to but on….
Each day the sun would rise and set, the flag would be raised and lowered. Each Sunday I would have a date with my dead friend’s girl. I had no idea ….
Mediocrity's like a spot on a shirt—it never comes off..
Give yourself five minutes to consider how you can turn a miserable situation to your benefit and that light bulb is going to click on..
The world is full of ways and means to waste time..
The young man knows that he is irretrievably lost. This is no town of cats, he finally realizes. It is the place where he is meant to be lost. It is ….
My only passions were books and music. As you might guess, I led a lonely life… Not that I knew what I wanted in life - I didn’t. I loved reading nov….
That was the rule. Break one of my rules once, and I’m bound to break many more..
I tell lies sometimes. The last time I lied was a year ago. I absolutely detest lying. You could say that lying and silence are the two greatest sins….
I've run the Boston Marathon 6 times before. I think the best aspects of the marathon are the beautiful changes of the scenery along the route and th….
Things outside you are projections of what's inside you, and what's inside you is a projection of what's outside. So when you step into the labyrinth….
Writing talent is similar to the art of chatting up a girl. You can improve to a certain degree through practice, but basically you are either born w….
Never trust a man who carries a handkerchief, I always say. One of many prejudicial rules of thumb..
If I choose to write about sheep, it's just because I happened to write about sheep. There is no deep significance..
When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real. That is my world, you could say..
Oshima's silent for a time as he gazes at the forest, eyes narrowed. Birds are flitting from one branch to the next. His hands are clasped behind his….
People have their own reasons for dying. It might look simple, but it never is. It's just like a rock. What's above ground is only a small part of it….
You are a beautiful person, Doctor. Clearheaded. Strong. But you seem always to be dragging your heart along the ground. From now on, little by littl….
It's just that you're about to do something out of the ordinary. And after you do something like that, the everyday look of things might seem to chan….