Wasn't he the one who said you shouldn't trust anybody who calls himself an ordinar man? - Naoko

She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark.

And as the years have passed, the time has grown longer. The sad truth is that what I could recall in five seconds all too needed ten, then thirty, then a full minute - like shadows lengthening at dusk. Someday, I suppose, the shadows will be swallowed up in darkness.

Of course you keep telling yourself there's something to be learned from everything, and growing old shouldn't be that hard. That's the general drift.

The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts.