Recognizing how totally ignorant you are is the only honest way to deal with people who've been through something traumatic.

Every time I look into his eyes I just want to take the ice cream or whatever I've got in my hand and rub it into his face. That's how much I like him.

Here in this ocean, in the midst of all this water, with the red flags on those distant buoys flapping in the sea breeze, I find myself unable to treat our house in Tokyo as anything but a dream.

As I grow older, much older, I will experience many things, and I will hit rock bottom again and again. Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated. I won't let my spirit be destroyed.

What was important wasn't the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time.

This is what it means to be loved... when someone wants to touch you, to be tender.

Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).