Nobody truly becomes an adult. The child we have been is always there, deep inside of us. As time passes, we think we're — Jirō Taniguchi
Nobody truly becomes an adult. The child we have been is always there, deep inside of us. As time passes, we think we're — Jirō Taniguchi
Nobody truly becomes an adult. The child we have been is always there, deep inside of us. As time passes, we think we're — Jirō Taniguchi
Nobody truly becomes an adult. The child we have been is always there, deep inside of us. As time passes, we think we're — Jirō Taniguchi
Nobody truly becomes an adult. The child we have been is always there, deep inside of us. As time passes, we think we're — Jirō Taniguchi
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Nobody truly becomes an adult. The child we have been is always there, deep inside of us. As time passes, we think we're growing, but maturity is only an illusion; a hindrance to our free child soul.

— Jirō Taniguchi
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