I can only wonder if this is the same for everyone else.

This is what I would have said.

This is always the way it has been.

"She likes music." "So do I."

I didn't mean to give you that impression.

"Your order?" "Orange juice." "With ice?" "Yes." "Thanks for your business."

Therefore we had to help each other and in that way the bonds between me and my sister were strong.

That's right, that strange sound was the final death scream of the cooling fan.

Now that I think of it, I've been asked to look at a haiku he'd written by the tipsy bloke sitting next to me on the train.

A dead deer being pecked by vultures, remains partly eaten by other animals, that sort of rotten meat is called 'carrion'.

"I fell asleep?" "Totally." "Really?" "You were very restless, did you have a scary dream?"

It often happens that young shogi players become a little self-important, but I don't think that's something limited to the shogi world.

Now that you mention it, I remember he was a dashing man. I wonder how he's doing?

I'm one too, and I'm sure there are lots of night-owls in the IT world.

"Might you happen to be Mr. Ogawa?" "Well, yes ... can I help you?"

He doesn't look that way, but he's really a nasty piece of work.

"I don't think she's an opponent you can ignore like that ..." "That's right, they say a cornered rat bites back, don't they?"

Oh yes, you didn't eat any in-flight meals either did you?

That's right, isn't it?

Yes, that is most certainly so.