Raye Evangelion

“[Mas] bowled well enough to know you could handle a split effectively in either of two ways. If you are right-handed, tap the left pin gently on the left side so that it pushes down the right pin. Or else bang the right pin hard enough so that it ricochets from the back to the left. Beginners, on the other hand, don't know about these things. They usually release the ball right down the middle. It is no wonder they end up hitting nothing.”
― Naomi Hirahara, Summer of the Big Bachi

“But Wishbone didn't know the whole story. He hadn't seen the ravaged bodies, the burning flesh. One minute friends laughed, full of life; next minute, destroyed. Those things never escaped one's mind. Once you witnessed that, you saw evil, and it didn't live in just Americans or Japanese. It lived close by, in friends, in neighbors, and, most frighteningly, inside yourself.”
― Naomi Hirahara, Summer of the Big Bachi

“Mas had seen photographs and video footage of the skeletal remains of the Atomic Bomb Dome, the building that miraculously survived the blast, and of the Sadako monument, her arms stretched out, holding a giant origami crane above her head. All of these memorials had been either preserved or produced after his time. They were for future generations, the ones who hadn't experienced what could happen in a split second. Giant waves and the shaking of the ground could still destroy cities, but that was at the hands of Mother Nature. It was entirely different when the engine of destruction was human— different because it calculated and planned for reasons both good and evil. But when that power was unleashed, who would it touch? It touched them all—the highest of the high and the lowest of the low. And even more frightening, it sent out a sickness that polluted your body, mind, and soul, and maybe also the generations to come.”
― Naomi Hirahara, Hiroshima Boy

“The closer you are to death, the more you want to live.”
― Naomi Hirahara, Hiroshima Boy