When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real. That is my world, you could say.

What we call the present is given shape by an accumulation of the past.

Wherever there's hope there's a trial.

I have no idea! I have been writing for 35 years and from the beginning up to now the situation's almost the same. I'm kind of an ugly duckling. Always the duckling, never the swan.

Like most novelists, I like to do exactly the opposite of what I'm told. It's in my nature as a novelist. Novelists can't trust anything they haven't seen with their own eyes or touched with their own hands.

In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life.

Properly speaking, should any individual ever have exact, clear knowledge of his own core consciousness?" "I wouldn't know," I said. "Nor would we," said the scientists.