“Our lives should be written in stone. Paper is too temporary— too easy to rewrite.” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“What if someone had the potential to discover a formula to unlock the mysteries of the universe wanted to become a pulp fiction writer? What if someone who had the potential to create unparalleled gastronomic delicacies had his heart set… — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
But even as the fear racks my body, it soothes me, comforts me. Soldiers who get washed away in a rush of adrenaline don't… — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
There is what we desire to do, and what we are able to do. When those two things don't coincide, which path should we… — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“I felt like a chicken crammed into the same oven as the Christmas turkey.” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“Is it true the green tea they serve in Japan at the end of your meal comes free?” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“They say people who die in dreams are supposed to live forever.” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“Death comes quick, in the beat of a heart, and he ain't picky about who he takes.” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“Well, anyway Rita, I have to run, some, uh, Bechdel tests on your jacket.” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
“to keep the Mimics away. He carried all-natural coffee beans you couldn’t find” — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
If there's a heaven, it's a cold place. A dark place. A lonely place. — Hiroshi Sakurazaka Copy Share Image
