• For ten years I had been protected, wrapped up in something like a blanket that had been stitched together from all kinds of different things. But people never notice that warmth until after they've emerged. You don't even notice that you've been inside until it's too late for you ever to go back-- that's how perfect the temperature of that blanket is.

    Banana Yoshimoto, Michael Emmerich (2002). “Goodbye Tsugumi”, p.32, Grove Press