“Grief, Yui had once told him, is something you ingest every day, like a sandwich cut into small pieces, gently chewed and then calmly swallowed. Digestion was slow. And so, Takeshi thought, joy must work the same way.” JoyGrief Book:The Phone Booth at the Edge of the World Source: The Phone Booth at the Edge of the World
“Yui and Takeshi gradually realised that the Wind Phone was like a verb that conjugated differently for each person: everybody's grief looked the same at first but was, ultimately, unique.” Grief Book:The Phone Booth at the Edge of the World Source: The Phone Booth at the Edge of the World