In addition, I now realized that people write a eulogy because they want the deceased to read it.

Takeo Funabiki

You cannot say what you are worried about at the moment to those who are truly special. You dodge, evade the point talking rubbish, and play dumb saying, "There are a lot of things in life." You can finally squeeze a long-cherished thought to the photograph of the deceased. Yes, first and last. The anthropologist's last word of his eulogy to his best friend, writer, Osamu Hshimoto, "Ooi, Hashimoto!" ("Gunzo" April issue).

"April 9  2019

from “Oriori no Kotoba” by Kiyokazu Washida, The Asahi Shimbun"