How much do you love me?' Midori asked. 'Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter,' I said.

Each person feels pain in his own way, each has his own scars.

I'm the kind of person who has to totally commit to whatever I do.

At the entrance to the original tower, there is a stone into which Jung carved some words with his own hand: 'Cold or not, God is present.

You can hide memories, but you can’t erase the history that produced them.

Sometimes I find it too hot to run, and sometimes too cold. Or too cloudy. But I still go running. I know that if I didn't go running, I wouldn't go the next day either. It's not in human nature to take unnecessary burdens upon oneself, so one's body soon becomes disaccustomed. It mustn't do that. It's the same with writing. I write every day so that my mind doesn't become disaccustomed.

What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.