“Two lives met across death and centuries. To ask what it meant is meaningless. There is no destiny. But sometimes there is bravery”
“The fork was invented sometime in the fifteenth century, I believe.”“Really?” she asked. “Were you there?”His features blank, he looked up and asked, “What, for the invention of the fork or the fifteenth century?”
“A poor child knew what it meant to be poor. We didn't ask for much, and sometimes we didn't even ask.”
“I would rather die a meaningful death than to live a meaningless life.”
“This life we live nowadays. It's not life, it's stagnation death-in-life. Look at all these bloody houses and the meaningless people inside them. Sometimes I think we're all corpses. Just rotting upright.”
“ If two people share one, their destinies become intertwined. They'll remain a part of each other's lives no matter what.”