I say… that people do not live just so that they can someday die. It is because they are alive that they someday die. There is no point to living.

A person is not able to understand a person, people should not try to understand each other — I realized this only after death. It is cruel — this life.

In order to accomplish anything, sacrifices must be made.

People aren’t as complex as you think they are. They’re simple, and they get sad or angry over simple things. That’s how they are. They’re quickly affected by the littlest things, and live without knowing where they’re going to fall down. That’s who people are!

— Do you know what the most primitive emotion people have is?
— No.
— It’s fear.

Life 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.

Humans all behave the same way, like idiots. They all forget that someday, they’re gonna die, so the moment they come face to face with death, they cling to life.

People are not as complicated as you think, they are simple and sad and angry because of simple things. That's the way they are. They succumb to the influence of small things and live without knowing when they will stumble — such are people.