We Live In An Age In Which

The Special Quality Of Hell Is To See Everything Clearly Down To The Last Detail.

Even When We're With Someone We Love, We're Foolish Enough To Think Of Her Body And Soul As Being Separate. To Stand Before The Person We Love Is Not The Same As Loving Her True Self, For We Are Only Apt To Regard Her Physical Beauty As The Indispensable Mode Of Her Existence. When Time And Space Intervene, It Is Possible To Be Deceived By Both, But On The Other Hand, It Is Equally Possible To Draw Twice As Close To Her Real Self.

Anything Can Become Excusable When Seen From The Standpoint Of The Result

The Only People In This World I Really Trust Are My Fans - Even If They Do Forget You So Fast.

For A Long Time I Had Not Approached The Forbidden Fruit Called Happiness, But It Was Now Tempting Me With A Melancholy Persistence. I Felt As Though Sonoko Were An Abyss Above Which I Stood Poised.