“To memorize something, it's best to write it down.”

“Yes, just like those flowers. There's something strained, but there's beauty in that. Something like that”

“Hey there. Here's something familiar, a bat. Hope you like it.”

“It's not a bad thing to be loved.”

“I hope you fall in love with someone nice and have a good marriage. I might end up dying without knowing what it's like to be in love.”

“One thing was absolutely certain—it was a given for Kazuo. Although he might not have particularlyrealized it, or more appropriately, perhaps because he was incapable of coming to such a realization, this was what it came down to: he, Kazuo Kiriyama, felt no emotion, no guilt, no sorrow, no pity, towards the four corpses, including Mitsuru's—and that ever since the day he was dropped into this world theway he was, he had never once felt a single emotion.”

“Shinji slowly fell forward onto his face. Debris bounced up on impact. It took less than thirty seconds for the rest of his body to die. The memento of his beloved uncle--the earring worn by the woman he loved--was now stained with the blood running down Shinji's left ear, reflecting the glow from the red flames of the farm building.And so the boy known as the Third Man, Shinji Mimura, was dead.”