It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Partings are the beginnings of new meetings. Beginnings happen because there are endings…Meetings. Beginnings. It's not too late…to believe in them after the fact.

As a child, because manga was always around and I was reading it, I naturally thought, "Hey, I'd like to draw manga - I'd like to be a manga author!"

Tohru: Shigure is always smiling. But, I wonder if I gave him some problems with my request. Yuki: The only ones who can truly understand what Shigure is thinking is Hatori and... a few other people. Someone has said this before. It is said that he is like a "tide..." A tide that carries you away when you get too close to it. The tide touches your feet... But when you reach down to touch it, it will have already departed. It is within your reach, yet you may never catch it.

OH KYO KUN! Isn't it said that eating pink noodles turns you into a horny pervert?!

Hanajima, my spear! Bring me my spear!

Human beings are strange creatures. As people come across one another they produce various outcomes. Good things, sometimes. And other times, bad.

I want to believe that memories, even sad and painful ones, should not be forgotten forever.