This is a test, isn't it? It's like choosing out of three caskets in a fairy tale. Everyone knows the rules. You never choose the gold shiny one. Or even the quite impressive silver one. What you're supposed to do is choose the dull little lead one, and then there's a flash of light and it turns into a mountain of jewels

I don't speak Japanese, I don't know anything about Japanese business or Japanese culture. Apart from sushi. But I can't exactly go up to him and say "Sushi!" out of the blue. It would be like going up to a top American businessman and saying, "T-bone steak!

There’s no such thing as ruining your life. Life’s a pretty resilient thing, it turns out.

I mean, when I think about it, what's more important? Clothes - or the miracle of new life?

Rule of life. If you bother to ask someone’s advice, then bother to listen to it.

I’m blushing at my own stupid, nonsensical, meaningless thought process, which, by the way, nobody knows about except me.

You can't just switch off your feelings because the other person did.