All Americans have something lonely about them. I don't know what the reason might be, except maybe that they're all descended from immigrants.

After listening to a lot of these stories, I began to think that American loneliness is a completely different creature from anything we experience in this country, and it made me glad I was born Japanese. The type of loneliness where you need to keep struggling to accept a situation is fundamentally different from the sort you know you'll get through if you just hang in there.

Words themselves aren't that important. Even if somebody says words that shock you, or make you want to kill them, or make you tremble with emotion, the words themselves you tend to forget in time. Words are just tools we use to express or communicate something.

Just before I fell asleep, I had a moment of panic ...

Só é possível confiar em alguém quando se acredita no diálogo com essa pessoa.
(Miso soup, trad. Jefferson José Teixeira, ed. Cia. das Letras, 2005, p. 153)

Ona vrsta usamljenosti u kojoj moraš da se boriš kako bi prihvatio situacju iz korena je drugačija od one vrste u kojoj znaš da ćeš isplivati samo ako izdržiš.