In my younger days, I was trying to write sophisticated prose and fantastic stories.

She curled up and pressed her cheek against his chest. Her ear was right above his heart. She was listening to his thoughts. "I need to know this," Aomame said. "That we're in the same world, seeing the same things.

All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.

Spend your money on the things money can buy. Spend your time on the things money can’t buy.

Most of the psychological differences between men and women seem to come from differences in their reproductive system

Love with complications. Scenery was the last thing on my mind.

Her voice was like a line from an old black-and-white Jean-Luc Godard movie, filtering in just beyond the frame of my consciousness.