"She covered my mouth with her soft hand when I nearly said 'I love you' for the forth time. I felt the scent of the night as she reached my lips. I took her hand and moved it down to ask her why. 'I don't like lies' she said. I gently held her, and she answered me with an embrace. 'Truth cannot be verbalized easily' then she said."
- Aratayoki by Hiromi Kawakami