The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs..

It is my huge pleasure that my novels are translated into languages that are read among small numbers of people..

I’ve built a wall around me, never letting anybody inside and trying not to venture outside myself.

I'd made it back to the land of the living. No matter how boring or mediocre a world it might be, this was it..

Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory..

You can hide as cleverly as you like, but in the final analysis mimicry is deception, pure and simple. It doesn't solve a thing..

The pure present is an ungraspable advance of the past devouring the future. In truth, all sensation is already memory..

The passage of time will usually extract the venom of most things and render them harmless.

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 kin….

As a novelist, you could say that I am dreaming while I am awake, and every day I can continue with yesterday's dream. Because it is a dream, there a….

No matter how honestly you open up to someone, there are still things you cannot reveal..

To be able to grasp something of value, sometimes you have to perform seemingly inefficient acts..

Everything just blows me away..

When I was a teenager, I thought how great it would be if only I could write novels in English. I had the feeling that I would be able to express my ….

You don’t get it, do you?" I said. “It’s not a question of ‘what then’. Some people get a kick out of reading railroad timetables and that’s all they….

You said that the mind is like the wind but perhaps it is we who are like the wind Knowing nothing, simply blowing through. Never aging, never dying..

For some reason all the middle-aged women he knew were very efficient..

Among the many values in life, I appreciate freedom most..

You know, they've got these chocolate assortments, and you like some but you don't like others? And you eat all the ones you like, and the only ones ….

Hatsumi had a pretty good idea that Nagasawa was sleeping around, but she never complained to him. She was seriously in love with him, but she never ….

Wasn't it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way, there would always be hope….