If You Go To Tokyo, I Think

What He Wanted Was Not Just To Hear About Hailsham, But To Remember Hailsham, Just Like It Had Been His Own Childhood. He Knew He Was Close To Completing And So That's What He Was Doing: Getting Me To Describe Things To Him, So They'd Really Sink In, So That Maybe During Those Sleepless Nights, With The Drugs And The Paint And The Exhaustion, The Line Would Blur Between What Were My Memories And What Were His.

…it’s Hard To Appreciate The Beauty Of A World When One Doubts Its Very Validity….but I’ve Long Since Lost All Such Doubts, Ono,’ He Continued. ‘when I Am An Old Man, When I Look Back Over My Life And See I Have Devoted It To The Task Of Capturing The Unique Beauty Of That World, I Believe I Will Be Well Satisfied. And No Man Will Make Me Believe I’ve Wasted My Time.

I Keep Thinking About This River Somewhere, With The Water Moving Really Fast. And These Two People In The Water, Trying To Hold Onto Each Other, Holding On As Hard As They Can, But In The End It's Just Too Much. The Current's Too Strong. They've Got To Let Go, Drift Apart. That's How It Is With Us. It's A Shame, Kath, Because We've Loved Each Other All Our Lives. But In The End, We Can't Stay Together Forever.

Sometimes I Get So Immersed In My Own Company, If I Unexpectedly Run Into Someone I Know, It's A Bit Of A Shock And Takes Me A While To Adjust.

Because Maybe, In A Way, We Didn't Leave It Behind Nearly As Much As We Might Once Have Thought. Because Somewhere Underneath, A Part Of Us Stayed Like That: Fearful Of The World Around Us, And No Matter How Much We Despised Ourselves For It--unable Quite To Let Each Other Go.