Were the stars out when I left the house last evening? All I could remember was the couple in the Skyline listening to Duran Duran. Stars? Who remembers stars? Come to think of it, had I even looked up at the sky recently? Had the stars been wiped out of the sky three months ago, I wouldn’t have known.

I was thirty-seven then, strapped in my seat as the huge 747 plunged through dense cloud cover on approach to the Hamburg airport.

The worst thoughts usually strike in the dead of the night.

Even if you don't acknowledge it, people die, and guys sleep with girls. That's just how it is.

It is hard to be an individual in Japan.

If you try to use your head to think about things, people don't want to have anything to do with you

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