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“There are countless ingredients that make up the human body and mind, like all the components that make up me as an individual with my own personality. Sure, I have a face and voice to distinguish myself from others, but my thoughts and memories are unique only to me, and I carry a sense of my own destiny. Each of those things are just a small part of it. I collect information to use in my own way. All of that blends to create a mixture that forms me and gives rise to my conscience.”

Quote by Mamoru Oshii

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Mamoru Oshii
Mamoru Oshii

Mamoru Oshii is a highly respected Japanese filmmaker, recognized for his work in science fiction and anime. Born on August 8, 1951, he has made a substantial impact on the film industry with his distinctive storytelling and visual style. more

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