In his own way, he's lived life with all the intensity he could muster.

I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

Maybe working on the little things as dutifully and honestly as we can is how we stay sane when the world is falling apart.

As long as I was alive, I was something. That was just how it was. But somewhere along the way it all changed. Living turned me into nothing.

You have to wait until tomorrow to find out what tomorrow will bring.

Dreams come from the past, not from the future. Dreams shouldn't control you--you should control them.

Hatsumi had a pretty good idea that Nagasawa was sleeping around, but she never complained to him. She was seriously in love with him, but she never made demands. 'I don't deserve a girl like Hatsumi,' Nagasawa once said to me. I had to agree with him.