You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, 'Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?' So you and the bear spend the whole day in each other's arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?

It is very simple, actually. It is because you and Tengo were so powerfully drawn to each other.

Even if you managed to escape from one cage, weren't you just in another, larger one?

Life doesn't require ideals. It requires standards of action.

Isn't life strange? There are people who have so many leftover clothes they can't stuff them all in their wardrobe. And then there are people like me, whose socks never match.

My point is: in this whole wide world the only person you can depend on is you.

Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there.