Things pass us by. Nobody can catch them. That's the way we live our lives.

Animals that not only move by their own free will and share feelings with people but also possess sight and hearing qualify as deserving of names.

My father always told me: 'Give somebody a hand and he'll take an arm.

I read Naoko's letter again and again, and each time I read it I would be filled with the same unbearable sadness I used to feel whenever Naoko stared into my eyes. I had no way to deal with it, no place I could take it to or hide it away. Like the wind passing over my body, it had neither shape nor weight, nor could I wrap myself in it.

You live by yourself for a stretch of time and you get to staring at different objects. Sometimes you talk to yourself. You take meals in crowded joints. You develop an intimate relationship with your used Subaru. You slowly but surely become a has-been.

In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It's important to combine the two in just the right amount.

No matter how honestly you open up to someone, there are still things you cannot reveal.