Quotes from Yasutaka Tsutsui

Time waits for no one.

To be able to see into a friends' dream is a dream in itself. -Doctor K?saku Tokita (Paprika)

She could see the name Fukamachi on a shiny name-plate by the door of the house, but it was a name that meant nothing to Kazuko. And at that moment, in her heart, she began to dream of meeting someone. Someone special who would one day walk into her life. Someone she would instantly feel she had known for years. Someone who would feel the same about her.

Which will you take, the high road or the low road?" "Which one is longer?" "They're both short.

You see, our hard-earned saving are always going to be taken away from us by someone - whether we have any or not.

His eyes were like black obsidian holes that threatened to suck everything in. Hypnotized, Atsuko couldn't help being drawn down to his face. "Ah. You poor thing. You poor thing.

Even then, she still held a secret passion for Mozart. When he died in 1791, her grief made her provoke the people into starting the French Revolution. Stepping up to the guillotine herself, she ordered the executioner to behead her, thereby committing assisted suicide.

Boys need to have the courage to fight back!" their mother continued. "If you want to keep on playing with girls all the time, I'm going to have to snip off your weenie!

themselves. They work towards unattainable goals and assume too much responsibility. They try to perform several tasks correctly and to the same high standard. When told that their expectations are too high, they reply that they wouldn't be doing their job properly if they didn't meet those expectations. And since they've convinced themselves that they should be able to meet them, their ears are closed to advice.

Asmodai, the demon of wrath and destruction. Master of all malevolent deities and governor of hellish legions, a monster with the three heads of a bull, a ram, and a man, the tail of a serpent, and the webbed feet of a goose. The monster sat astride an infernal dragon and held a lance bearing the war standard of hell. The three heads simultaneously breathed fire from their mouths while they surveyed the room. A television cameraman engulfed in flames ran screaming toward the window.

Inui's insane laughter filled the sanctuary. The ceiling peeled off and shards of stained glass danced through the air. They turned into dead rats, German dictionaries, wineglasses, fountain pens, scorpions, cats' heads, syringes, and a motley jumble of other objects that filled the space, flying around madly, swirling like a whirlwind, surging like a raging sea.

She didn't like her new-found powers, and she really didn't want her friends to think she was any different to anybody else.

As he sat at his desk in his comfortable office armchair, he allowed his body to sink into a creeping state of drowsiness, and for a few moments enjoyed the sensation of dozing off. It was a sensation akin to numbness, as if his hands and feet were melting away.