βLife is built upon the taking of another life. If you have the resolve to kill, then you have the obligation to eat.β
βWhen the guarantee of safety is dangled right in front of their eyes, humans will turn their eye from probability.β
βWhether it's on the other side of the planet, or right in front of one's eyes, as long as one is safe, it doesn't matter how many others die. Isn't that humanity?β
βGames are not boring. Games purify our souls and leave room for new development that challenges the mind! They are the products of human wisdom!β
βA king is no king without his people. But people without a king are lost as well!β
βLife really is a mysterious thing. Each and every life spins its own, totally separate tale, yet they become intricately entwined in each other. And no one knows how they will end up.β
βEven if they were mistakes, all you have to do is keep walking down that mistaken path. Simply assume that nothing lies before you except mistaken paths. Just so you know, the "right" path can be surprisingly dull. There are times when it's right to take the mistaken path. The moment you decide a path is right, all of the paths behind it become right, regardless of what it originally was.β
βYou're afraid to face what you know you must. So instead... you run away. The air that you said was smothering you... you know that it can also heal you. But you refuse to let it. You refuse to let anyone see you for your true self. You're too afraid of what you might lose. You're running away because you're afraid to admit your feelings even to yourself.β
βYou can't bring back what you've lost, think about what you have now!β
βIf you tell a bald man his head is useful in the dark, you'll get punched in the face. Santa Claus says such cruel things.β
βI think that "truth" is something that is covered up most of the time.β
βWhen a man bleeds freely for the sake of other people, it's only proper to pretend that you never saw it.β
βI want to hear it again, yet I don't want to hear it again. I want to see her, yet I don't want to see her. What do you call this kind of feeling again?β