Sheep hurt my father, and through my father, sheep have also hurt me.

Love can rebuild the world, they say, so everything's possible when it comes to love.

I'd made it back to the land of the living. No matter how boring or mediocre a world it might be, this was it.

Who can really distinguish between the sea and what's reflected in it? Or tell the difference between the falling rain and loneliness?

You can hide as cleverly as you like, but in the final analysis mimicry is deception, pure and simple. It doesn't solve a thing.

Inside him, twenty years dissolved and mixed into one complex, swirling whole. Everything that had accumulated over the years-- all he had seen, all the words he has spoken, all the values he had held-- all of it coalesced into one solid, thick pillar in his heart, the core of which was spinning like a potter's wheel. Wordlessly, Tengo observed the scene, as if watching the destruction and rebirth of a planet.

Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it's too late. Say what you're feeling. Waiting is a mistake.