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.

It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life.

you mean machines are like humans?" I shook my head. "No, not like humans. With machines the feeling is, well, more finite. It doesn't go any further. With humans it's different. The feeling is always changing. Like if you love somebody, the love is always shifting or wavering. It's always questioning or inflating or disappearing or denying or hurting. And the thing is, you can't do anything about it, you can't control it. With my Subaru, it's not so complicated.

I love pop culture -- the Rolling Stones, the Doors, David Lynch, things like that. That's why I said I don't like elitism.

I have no models in Japanese literature. I created my own style, my own way.

So what’s wrong if there happens to be one guy in the world who enjoys trying to understand you?

You got to know your limits. Once is enough, but you got to learn. A little caution never hurt anyone. A good woodsman has only one scar on him. No more, no less.