This book gives me a lot to think about.
It makes us realize that there are truly valuable things, even if they are a little messy and shabby, rather than the flashy things that we see, and it makes us realize what true happiness is and where the true strength to overcome difficulties comes from.

I missed my father.
I longed for an adult who would keep me in check.
Rather than scolding him for what he had done, the owner was just happy that he didn't suffer any losses and said, "I had a good day today."
Sunam packed his bags.
Ah, I wish the wind would blow tomorrow too

--- p.45

But why did I feel so trembling, scared, and yet thrilled and good at the same time? The problem was the pleasure I felt at that moment.
It was the immorality lurking within oneself.
What I did today may not have been stealing, but I thought I might steal in the future.
I had a feeling that my brother's work was not truly unrelated to me.

The boy missed his father.
I longed for an adult who would keep me in check.
Rather than scolding him for what he had done, the owner was just happy that he didn't suffer any losses and said, "I had a good day today."
Sunam packed his bags.
Ah, I wish the wind would blow tomorrow too, I wish I could see the barley fields waving in the wind.
Finally, Sunam's face, which had made up his mind, completely cleared of its yellowish hue and shone with boyish innocence.
(From "The Bicycle Thief") But why did I feel so trembling, scared, and yet thrilled and good at the same time? The problem was the pleasure I felt at that time.
It was the immorality lurking within oneself.
What I did today may not have been stealing, but I thought I might steal in the future.
I had a feeling that my brother's work was not truly unrelated to me.

The boy missed his father.
I longed for an adult who would keep me in check.
Rather than scolding him for what he had done, the owner was just happy that he didn't suffer any losses and said, "I had a good day today."
Sunam packed his bags.
Ah, I wish the wind would blow tomorrow too, I wish I could see the barley fields waving in the wind.
Finally, Sunam's face, which had made up his mind, completely cleared of its yellowish hue and shone with boyish innocence.
(From 'The Bicycle Thief')

--- p.45

"City kids are probably the type of kids who confuse rabbit grass with dandelion.
Hanmoe, we must give up the idea that it is ignorance for us to not know about the benefits of civilization, and that it is knowledgeable for city kids to not know about chestnut trees, oak trees, walnut trees, ash trees, pine trees, thorn trees, larch trees, fir trees, cedar trees, and cypress trees.
That's just as ignorant, so there's no need for you to be particularly intimidated.
But whether you like it or not, you will encounter civilization and be tamed in the future, but city children will rarely have the opportunity to encounter nature as it is and have their hearts flutter.
Wouldn't it be a shame to miss out on such experiences as an adult?
You can provide just such a valuable experience to city kids.
"With eggs." "City kids are probably the type of kids who confuse rabbit grass with dandelion.
Hanmoe, we must give up the idea that it is ignorance for us to not know about the benefits of civilization, and that it is knowledgeable for city kids to not know about chestnut trees, oak trees, walnut trees, ash trees, pine trees, thorn trees, larch trees, fir trees, cedar trees, and cypress trees.
That's just as ignorant, so there's no need for you to be particularly intimidated.
But whether you like it or not, you will encounter civilization and be tamed in the future, but city children will rarely have the opportunity to encounter nature as it is and have their hearts flutter.
Wouldn't it be a shame to miss out on such experiences as an adult?
You can provide just such a valuable experience to city kids.
With eggs."

--- pp.74-75