I'd be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string.

It is very simple, actually. It is because you and Tengo were so powerfully drawn to each other.

I always write my novels with music (I don't listened to the music seriously.) Music seems to encourage me.

I'll never see them again. I know that. And they know that. And knowing this, we say farewell.

With each passing moment I'm becoming part of the past. There is no future for me, just the past steadily accumulating.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. But it was not until much later that I was able to get any real sleep. In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.

Mountains, according to the angle of view, the season, the time of day, the beholder's frame of mind, or any one thing, can effectively change their appearance. Thus, it is essential to recognize that we can never know more than one side, one small aspect of a mountain.