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

What do I like about math? , When I've got figures in front of me, it relaxes me. Kind of like, everything fits where it belongs.

My face, my self, what would they mean to anybody? Just another stiff. So this self of mine passes some other's self on the street - what do we have to say to each other? Hey there! Hi ya!That's about it. Nobody raises a hand. No one turns around to take another look.

Oshima's silent for a time as he gazes at the forest, eyes narrowed. Birds are flitting from one branch to the next. His hands are clasped behind his head. "I know how you feel," he finally says. "But this is something you have to work out on your own. Nobody can help you. That's what love's all about, Kafka. You're the one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark. Your mind and body have to bear it all. All by yourself.

You are entering a phase of your life in which many different things will occur...bad things that seem good at first and good things that seem bad at first.

If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.

Sometimes we don't need words. Rather, it's words that need us.