I didn't read so much Japanese literature. Because my father was a teacher of Japanese literature, I just wanted to do something else.

Life is like a box of cookies.

I always feel like I'm struggling to become someone else. Like I'm trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it's part of growing up; it's also an attempt to reinvent myself.

It seems to me that very sad things always contain an element of the comical

I think I'll stay alive here a bit longer, and see with my own eyes what's going to happen. I can still die after that - it won't be too late. Probably.

Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

Shakespeare said it best,' Tamaru said quietly as he gazed at that lumpish, misshapen head. 'Something along these lines: if we die today, we do not have to die tomorrow, so let us look to the best in each other