Like flowers scattered in a storm, a man's life is a long farewell.

I collect records. And cats. I don't have any cats right now. But if I'm taking a walk and I see a cat, I'm happy.

I like to read books. I like to listen to music.

I guess I felt attached to my weakness. My pain and suffering too. Summer light, the smell of a breeze, the sound of cicadas - if I like these things, why should I apologize?

Everyone, deep in their hearts, is waiting for the end of the world to come.

One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds

Having an object that symbolizes freedom might make a person happier than actually getting the freedom it represents.