She was my sacred angel that I could never violate. Reira was my sanctuary. I needed something solid like that in this dirty, disappointing world.

It took us five hours to reach Tokyo, but I was really happy. I kept talking about myself, and didn't hear anything about Nana. But now that I know you better; I know you wouldn't say anything.

From that day on it was as if Ren freed me from gravity. I was floating in the sky. Higher. Higher. Higher.

It takes a lot of strength to hold onto and care for the things we love, so why is it that god seems to have made humans unable to conjure up that degree of power and love?

Having someone you love say "Thank you" is more rewarding than just having them say "I love you.

So you have to accept facts as fact.

People are only what they think of themselves.