“You always have to appeal to your audience.”

When I say ‘hero’, do not picture someone with strength to fight and conquer evil – because evil is not something that can ever be conquered or defeated. Evil is natural. It is innate in all humans.

Those are shrines. Some people believe spirits live in them.

I don’t like games. You’re robbing the precious time of children to be children. They need to be in touch with the real world more.

Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.

I think that’s exactly why the fantasy worlds of cartoon movies so strongly represent our hopes and yearnings. They illustrate a world of lost possibilities for us.

I intend to work until the day I die.

Some people spend their lives interested only in themselves.

Sometimes I test myself saying, ‘If I get a death sentence if I don’t make this movie, would I still make this movie?

Prizes do not mean anything to me.

Producing an animation series merely to fill time slots in the broadcast schedule is like generating cultural pollution.

We live in an age when it is cheaper to buy the rights to movies than to make them.

Life is a winking light in the darkness.

There cannot be a happy ending to the fight between the raging gods and humans.

Whoever falls, hatred will breed hatred.

Logic is using the front part of the brain, that’s all.

Once you have met someone, you never really forget them.

The blues appealed to me, but so did rock. The early rockabilly guitarists like Cliff Gallup and Scotty Moore were just as important to me as the blues guitarists.

I don’t really care what type of beat it is. As long as it appeals to my ear, I’m gonna do a song to it.

I only write music for myself, I don’t try and appeal to anyone else.

Once you savor God’s goodness, sin holds no lasting appeal.

I’m so lucky to be in a position to help people, and that’s appealing to me.

You’re not going to be persistent and tenacious enough if you don’t love what you’re doing. If it’s not something that excites you, that appeals to you deep down inside.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Lost rights are never regained by appeals to the conscience of the usurpers, but by relentless struggle.