如果可以在不理解的情况下度过，那将是最好的。

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Mountains and rivers are lonely, the streets are orderly, and the residents live in peace. Sadly, there are no human figures, no memories, and no hearts. Men and women can be close but cannot love. Love requires a heart, but the heart has been embedded into countless unicorn skulls, turned into an "ancient dream."

Everyone has their own forest; those who are lost will stay lost, and those meant to meet will meet again.

If it is possible to get by without understanding, that would be for the best.

She was my first love in my youth.

Behind everything we think we know so much about, there lie equal amounts of unknown factors.

I most liked the depiction of the time Watanabe spent with Hatsumi after breaking up with his girlfriend and his only friend Nagasawa, and the feeling of the setting sun approaching him when he recalled it many years later. Although Hatsumi was not the woman destined for Watanabe, that should be the highest state for a woman.

Perfect writing does not exist, just as perfect despair does not exist.

In certain circumstances, a person's very existence is meant to hurt another.

When we look back at the path we have walked, what we see still seems to be only vague "maybes." The only thing we can clearly perceive is this very moment, and even that merely brushes past us.

Things that are bound to be lost eventually have little meaning; the glory of what must be lost is not true glory.

So I closed my language, I closed my heart; a deep sorrow is something that cannot even take the form of tears.

When we learn to approach "giving up" with a positive attitude, we will possess the immense wealth of "growth."