— Wanting to be loved, for that sole obstinate reason, people can even go this far.
— Honestly, how meaningless.
— For something called love, which has neither meaning nor form. Laughable, isn’t it?

If you are crying, fight against it! If you’re regretting, walk forward! Only complaining on your misfortune, you’re nothing but a common pig!

Even if forced to stand on the edge of despair, I'll grab tightly onto the chance thin as a spider thread.

I’m afraid when something is truly lost, one can never get it back again.

— Where am I?
— Do you want to know?
— I’m asking because I want to know.

It’s not my habit to strike a ball that won’t sink.

Pain fades away with the flow of time. Still, I do not desire to be healed by time. When you flee from pain, longing to forget, the only thing that remains is stagnation. You become incapable of moving on.

I have no idea, nor desire to know, of the despair that can be caused by something as trivial as that. There are things that you cannot get back no matter how much you struggle. There is also despair that you cannot escape.

Words are cheap. Humans lie without a second thought.

As time passes, the pain eases.

Who is this lady, anyway?

In the end, “justice” is just an official line taken by those in power to serve their own ends. No one’s looking out for others. If you’re careless, you’ll be robbed. There are only two kinds of people in this world. Those who steal, and those who are stolen from.

In the end, “justice” is just an official line taken by those in power to serve their own ends. No one’s looking out for others. If you’re careless, you’ll be robbed.

Demons do not have a sense of loyalty or conviction, right? All they have are principles.

— Sounds very arrogant.
— Is there truly any human who is not arrogant?
— I've never seen anyone like that before.