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βNo one can draw a clear line between sane and insane. You move that line as you see fit for yourself. No one else can. You'll understand soon... that the one that's insane is this world.β
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View ββNo one can draw a clear line between sane and insane. You move that line as you see fit for yourself. No one else can. You'll understand soon... that the one that's insane is this world.β
βInnocence... Please take these feelings and change them into strength to protect everbody. If you do that, I will follow you. I will follow you till the day it all ends. Wherever you take me. But...please, at the end... At the very end, you must promise me you'll let me return to my brother's side.β
βKeep in mind that there are those who get hurt and those who try to heal the hurt ones. For those guys, it's not funny to have something they value so much be brushed off so lightly. How can a man protect another if he can't even protect himself?β
βSorry, a trick is nothing but a puzzle mankind came up with. If you use your head, you can uncover the logical answer. Itβs disappointing. No matter the explanation I think of, I cannot understand why one person would kill another. Even if I can see why, I canβt understand why.β
βYou know I think I understand now why you and I never had childrenβ¦on some level we knew the world was ending, it may of seemed like we had found something else to obsess over but the truth is weβd given up on the future. Thatβs the real reason I was never able to get pregnant.β
βThe pain of getting hit, the frustration of loosing, the joy of winning, all of that. They've been driven into this body, fists, and this head. It becomes my strength in the next fight. All of my battles up to now, those memories, they are all of my power.β
βNobu is idealizing me, thatβs why he fell in love with me. If you knew the real me, it would shatter your illusion. Then come on. Shatter my illusion. Because I donβt know what else I can do to stop loving you.β
βWhat is there, over there? There is nothing. I was born in a bottom of a pit where no light shone. As if pressed together by the darkness. Untouched by everything at all. Born under those dark, dark sediments. I had a white form. My comrades were all in pure black. In those black forms with their eyes shining and teeth baring they were certainly eating something. And then... There was nothing to me, except my eyes. I felt nothing. No rather... It was possible that what I felt was "void", yet. I could hear nothing, I could bite nothing, I could smell nothing, I could feel nothing as I touch, I could not rest. I had no companion. Just walking, alone. The things reflected in my eyes have no meaning. The things that could not be reflected in my eyes do not exist. Walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking. When I had arrived at last. I have found something extraordinary. It was somewhat the place of birth for those strange translucent objects that dotted this world. It was the first time... my eyes have been captured. With no colour, with no sound, with no scent. Does not interact with anything, it only exists there. It was the closest existence to "void" that I had ever laid eyes on. I sank my body... into... that great "void". There was nothing there,... Even I had lost my line of vision, and dissolved into the void... And felt as if everything had disappeared. Happiness. If such a thing called happiness exists in this world, it should be something which resembles the limitless nothingness. Nihility is having nothing, and having nothing to lose. If that isn't "happiness", then what is? The things reflected in my eyes have no meaning. The things that could not be reflected in my eyes, do not exist. There is nothing... in you... and... in me.β
βEveryone who searches for power, without exception, searches for battle. Do you fight in order to become more powerful? Or do you want more power so you can fight?β
β...Watermelon. Or like a panda with a mean face, or like sandals with pressure points drawn on them, or the smell of a blackboard eraser, or a Sunday morning where you wake up and it's raining. Well, I like him more than hard bread.β
βDo you think you're the main character of some kind of sob story? You don't want to see people get hurt, so you cover your eyes and ears. Using your grief to hide the suffering is the easiest path to take. But I won't forgive you if you do. You're a Brave aren't you? Do you intend to live as someone who's always protected by others!? Fight! What will you solve by running away? The ability to keep going forward is strength as well! Physical strength is not all there is to it!β
βPeople say love can be developed, but in the end the only person they love is themselves, that's why you choose to love someone who can please you the most.β
βNo... this is wrong! Didn't I fall into hell? This can't be hell! Surrendering my body to the devil, I should have become a wrinkled hag! My hair should be full of hateful snakes, my skin should be the color of a vile frog's! And my blood should be burning with the jet black flames of my grudge..! A lie. This form, it's a lie! I've been tricked! I wanted to become a terrifying woman, one that just a look from, would send anyone running. I have to be such a woman! I don't want to forget my anger and hate!β
βCanaan. You're a victim whose past was taken away by war. And she's a defeated person who lost her past in a power struggle. Soldiers who are born within destruction, take hatred as their weapon. Even though you and her became soldiers for the same reason, you both live differently. Listen Canaan, you cannot counter hatred with hatred... ever.β
βIt's nice not to be alone.β
βFriends... is it?That's the first time anyone has said that to me.β
βIf you were given the chance to redo your life, would you take it?β
βIf you truly loved her, you'd save her even if you were weak or it would be painful. That's the pride of a manβ
βMath is like a puzzle or a game. There's a clear answer, and you're going on a journey to find it. But there are many ways to reach that answer. That's why it's so fulfilling when you find the solution. There are ways to find an answer promptly, or more freely. Even roundabout methods can bring you to a definite solution. The method may not be pretty, but when the answer you worked hard to discover is right, it makes you happy.β
βPeople can say there is a balance, a logic that everything happens for a reason... But the truth is far less designed. No matter how hard you work, when you die, you die. Some spend their entire life trying to scratch their way to the top, and still die in poverty. While others are born into wealth without ever working at all. It's a cruel and random world. And yet the chaos is all so beautiful.β