I was reborn," she said, her hot breath brushing his ear.
"You were reborn," Tengo said.
"Because I died once."
"You died once," Tengo repeated.
"On a night when there was a cold rain falling," she said.
"Why did you die?"
"So I would be reborn like this."
"You would be reborn," Tengo said.
"More or less," she whispered quietly. "In all sorts of forms.

Author: Haruki Murakami