But utopias don’t exist, of course, anywhere in any world. Like alchemy or perpetual motion.
I don’t know much about the world, but I do know one thing for sure. If I’m pessimistic, then the adults in this world who are not pessimistic are a bunch of idiots.
She came to her own private conclusion, which she tucked away in a drawer, and silently went back to her meal.
Humans by necessity must have a midway point between their desires and their pride. Just as all objects must have a center of gravity. This is something we can pinpoint. Only when it is gone do people realize it even existed.
The music world is where child prodigies go to die.
Good question, but no answer. Good questions never have answers.
The Earth slowly keeps on turning. But beyond any of those details of the real, there are dreams. And everyone’s living in them.
You are a major dimwit. Is your brain made out of jello, you spineless twit? A leaf? What do you think I am, one of those magical raccoons? I’m a concept, get it? Con-cept! Concepts and raccoons aren’t exactly the same, now are they? What a dumb thing to say...
I think it was the right move, but if I can be allowed a mediocre generalization, don’t pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world? Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life, and it’d lose even its imperfection.
Lumea nu este decat o lupta nesfarsita intre amintirile unor tabere opuse.
From his shoulder on down, the Rat felt the supple weight of her body. An odd sensation, that weight. This being that could love a man, bear children, grow old, and die; to think one whole existence was in this weight.
I add things, cross them off, then add a whole other bunch and cross them off, too.
Selama punya sikap untuk mau belajar dari berbagai hal, maka tiap bertambah usia tentu tidak begitu terasa menyakitkan.
Don’t you see any contradiction between being a Christian and being the chauffeur for a major right-wing figure?
When I finished bathing after dinner, Kumiko was sitting in the living room with the lights out. Hunched down in the dark with her gray shirt on, she looked like a piece of luggage that had been left in the wrong place.
Being all alone is like the feeling you get when you stand at the mouth of a large river on a rainy evening and watch the water flow into the sea. Have you ever done that? Stand at the mouth of a large river and watch the water flow into the sea?
Sometimes I feel as if I’m racing with my own shadow.
You can’t go anywhere if you just resign yourself to being attacked. A state of chronic powerlessness eats away at a person.
We’re on the border of this world, speaking a common language. That’s all.
Your life’s just begun and there’s a ton of things out in the world you’ve never laid eyes on. Things you never could imagine.