“Somehow it is not the smile of a human being: it utterly lacks substance, all of what we might call the “heaviness of blood” or perhaps the “solidity of human life” – it has not even a bird’s weight. It is merely a blank sheet of paper, light as a feather, and it is smiling.”

“Somehow it is not the smile of a human being: it utterly lacks substance, all of what we might call the “heaviness of blood” or perhaps the “solidity of human life” – it has not even a bird’s weight. It is merely a blank sheet of paper, light as a feather, and it is smiling.”

— Osamu Dazai