- "After a certain length of time has passed, things harden. Like cement in a bucket. And we can't go back any more. What you want to say is that the cement that makes you up has set, so the you you are now can't be anyone else."
- What we needed were not words and promises but the steady accumulation of small realities.
- If I stayed here, something inside me would be lost forever -- something I couldn't afford to lose. It was like a vague dream, a burning, unfulfilled desire. The kind of dream people have only when they're seventeen.
- Everyone just keeps on disappearing. Some things just vanish, as if they were cut away. Others fade slowly into the mist. And all that remains is a desert.
- [...]living as I was, a balled-up mass of unfulfilled desires.
- Look at the rain long enough, with no thoughts in your head, and you actually feel your body falling loose, shaking free the world's reality. Rain has the power to hypnotize.
- I think that lack itself is as close as I'll come to defining myself.
- "I don't know what to say," I said. "I know I don't want to leave you. But I don't know if that's the correct answer. I don't even know if that's something I myself can choose. Yukiko, you're suffering. I can see that. I can feel your hand here. But there's something beyond what can be seen or felt.. Call it feelings. Or possibilities. These well up from somewhere and are mixed together inside me. They're not something I can choose or can give an answer to.
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