Our responsibility begins with our imagination.

No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.

Everyone who has something is afraid of losing it, and people with nothing are worried they'll forever have nothing. Everyone is the same.

When I wake up, my pillow’s cold and damp with tears. But tears for what? I have no idea.

Hey, what is it with you? Why are you so spaced out? You still haven't answered me." I probably still haven't completely adapted to the world," I said after giving it some thought. "I don't know, I feel like this isn't the real world. The people, the scene: they just don't seem real to me." Midori rested an elbow on the bar and looked at me. "There was something like that in a Jim Morrison song, I'm pretty sure." People are strange when you're a stranger.

It's just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is, among other things, the me inside me.

Generally, people who are good at writing letters have no need to write letters. They've got plenty of life to lead inside their own context.