Occupation: Writer Birth: January 12, 1949
Love can rebuild the world, they say, so everything's possible when it comes to love..
...I've just been feeling insecure since I was 20, and that's all I've been trying to express. Now the entire world is feeling insecure..
I didn't feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary container I happened to be borrowing..
I've never met a girl who thinks like you." "A lot of people tell me that," she said, digging at a cuticle. "But it's the only way I know how to thin….
As long as there's such a thing as time, everybody's damaged in the end, changed into something else. It always happens, sooner or later..
It seems to me, though, that you always understand very well what I can't say very well. Trouble is I end up being even worse at saying things well..
Not that running away's going to solve everything. I don't want to rain on your parade or anything, but I wouldn't count on escaping this place if I ….
You're not a kid any more. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you want a cat, all you have to do is choose a life in….
I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monit….
In terms of evolutionary history, it was only yesterday that men learned to walk around on two legs and get in trouble thinking complicated thoughts.….
It's true that at the time I was fond of Kurt Vonnegut and Richard Brautigan, and it was from them that I learned about this kind of simple, swift-pa….
Most young people were getting jobs in big companies, becoming company men. I wanted to be individual..
Okay, let’s put it this way. I would like to sleep with you. But it’s alright if I don’t sleep with you. What I’m saying is I’d like to be as fair as….
[...] Shimamoto had her own little world within her. A world that was for her alone, one I could not enter..
After all this, I won't start to hate you..
Maybe the star doesnt even exist any more.Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything..
Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me..
"I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind.".
They sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found ….
In Japan, the writers have made up a literary community, a circle, a society. I think 90 percent of Japan's writers live in Tokyo. Naturally, they ma….
I just wanted to write something about running, but I realized that to write about my running is to write about my writing. It's a parallel thing in ….