Taro taught me that people respect spirit, but even cowards don't respect cowards.

I’m scared of the future. I’m scared of the past. I’m nervous at the moment.

Autumn is leaving its mellowness behind for its spiky, rotted stage. Don't remember summer even saying goodbye.

Your turn has come to sift through the dreck of humanity for rare specks of originality

The rain's innumerable hooves spatter on the streets and roofs.

War may be an auction for countries. For soldiers it's a lottery.

I lost my balance when the train pulled away, but a human crumple zone buffered my fall. We stayed like that, half fallen. Diagonal People.