the well written - david mitchell

Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size
don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul.  Who can say where the
cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the
west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.

- David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
  Film trailer here.

By Toshio Ebine