“As I gazed at the blades, so sharp that touching them would draw blood instantly, the desire to see Sensei grew. I had no idea why the gleam of the knives elicited such a feeling, but I missed him intensely.” LoveLongingStrange Weather In TokyoHiromi Kawakami Author:Hiromi Kawakami
“My wife was the kind of person who didn't think things through. She just loved the things she loved, and hated the things she hated.” Japanese LiteratureSenseiHiromi Kawakami Book:Strange Weather in Tokyo Source: Strange Weather in Tokyo
“When I heard him speak Sensei's name, haratsuna, my tears welled up. And I had hardly cried up until that point. I was able to cry when I thought about him as Haratsuna Matsumoto, like a stranger. I was able to cry when I realized that Sensei had already gone away somewhere, before I ever came to know him well.” SenseiHiromi KawakamiTsukikoHaratsuna Matsumoto Book:Strange Weather in Tokyo Source: Strange Weather in Tokyo