Many people ask why a writer commits suicide. But I think that people who ask don't know the vanity and the nothingness of writing. I think it is ver….

Suicide is an escape from life. What is life? An escape from death. This means that each of us must die twice. There is the death waiting for us ahea….

When I look at small things, I think I shall go on living: drops of rain, leather gloves shrunk by being wet... When I look at something too big, I w….

Things have value Because somebody buys them, Because somebody pays money; If you can find a buyer, Even a lie is worth a thousand yen..

Without the threat of punishment, there is no joy in flight..

It's a dangerous dog that doesn't bark..

Defeat begins with the fear that one has lost..

Do you shovel to survive, or survive to shovel?.

Mankind, which has always been a part of nature, has reached a point where it is too much for nature to accommodate..

Perhaps the act of writing is necessary when nothing happens..

The most frightening thing in the world is to discover the abnormal in that which is closest to us..

Yet there seemed to be some truth in the law of probability, according to which the chance of success is directly proportionate to the number of repe….

Something whose connection with human experience we cannot grasp is bound to be frightening..

Now that you are dead, you are splendid. Photographs of people who have just died are worth twenty percent more, and for suicides there is an additio….

When I was young, I could bounce back from things like a brand-new rubber ball..

A plausible rumor / Seems a lot more believable / Than the truth itself..

Green makes me think of silence, or maybe it's loneliness. I get the feeling of a terribly distant star..

The thorn of death falls from heaven, and its myriad forms leave us no room to move..

Work seemed something fundamental for man, something which enabled him to endure the aimless flight of time..

Some people, when they're called before the police, like nothing better than to spill everything, fact and fiction alike, hoping to create a good imp….

A tower of illusion, all of it, made of illusory bricks and full of holes. If life were made up only of imporant things, it really would be a dangero….