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Tokyo Ueno Station QUOTES

Tokyo Ueno Station QUOTES

1 " Je croyais que la vie était comme un livre, on l'ouvrait à la première page, on passait à la deuxième, on continuait et on arrivait bientôt à la dernière, mais la vie n'a rien à voir avec ce que racontent les livres. Les lettres s'enchaînent, il y a des numéros de page, mais cela n'a ni queue ni tête. Même au-delà de la fin, il n'y a pas de fin. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

2 " I thought what a thing of sin poverty was, that there could be nothing more sinful than forcing a small child to lie. The wages of that sin were poverty, a wage which one could not endure, leading one to sin again, and as long as one could not pull oneself out of poverty the cycle would repeat until death. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

3 " To speak is to stumble, to hesitate, to detour and hit dead ends. To listen is straightforward. You can always just listen. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

4 " To be homeless is to be ignored when people walk past while still being in full view of everyone. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

5 " I was relieved that he left, of course, but at the same time I thought what a thing of sin poverty was, that there could be nothing more sinful than forcing a small child to lie. The wages of that sin were poverty, a wage that one could not endure, leading one to sin again, and as long as one could not pull oneself out of poverty, the cycle would repeat until death. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

6 " Time does not pass. Time never ends. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

7 " There’s that sound again. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

8 " If time could pass so slowly that its passage was imperceptible, then—is death where time stops and the self is left all alone in this space? Is death where space and the self are erased and only time continues? "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

9 " I used to think life was like a book: you turn the first page, and there’s the next, and as you go on turning page after page, eventually you reach the last one. But life is nothing like a story in a book. There may be words, and the pages may be numbered, but there is no plot. There may be an ending, but there is no end. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

10 " And as I retreated into the future, the only thing I could ever see was the past "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

11 " Redoute, the man who painted these roses, died over a hundred seventy years ago. And the rose bushes that he studied are more than likely no longer living either. But once, somewhere, those roses were in bloom. And once, somewhere, a painter lived. And now, through these pieces of paper divorced from the realities of the past, like fantastical flowers that do not exist in our world, these roses bloom. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

12 " I was always tired.
There was never a time I was not tired.
Not when life had its claws in me, and not when I escaped from it.
I did not live with intent, I only lived.
But that’s all over now. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

13 " The memories of the past that I could not get rid of were all contained in a box. And time had sealed the lid. A box who's lid is sealed by time should not be opened. Were it opened, I would be plunged at once into the past. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

14 " Raindrops suddenly began to fall, wetting the roofs of the huts. They fall regularly, like the weight of life or of time. On nights when it rained, I couldn't stop myself from listening to the sound, which kept me from sleeping. Insomnia, then eternal sleep--held apart from one by death and the other by life, brought closer to one by life and the other by death, and the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain.
It rained on the day that my only son died. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

15 " Today was still today, not yet opening toward tomorrow. Hidden within today was a past longer than the present… "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

16 " I used to think life was like a book: you turn the first page, and there’s the next,
and as you go on turning page after page, eventually you reach the last one. But
life is nothing like a story in a book. There may be words, and the pages may be
numbered, but there is no plot. There may be an ending, but there is no end. "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station

17 " I wanted to give you something you can wear, so Yoko and I went up to Sendai together and chose a watch, one we thought looked most like you. I know you don't need to worry about time anymore, but I thought you don't have anything on your own... "

― Miri Yū , Tokyo Ueno Station