Anime: The disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya (Suzumiya Haruhi no Shoushitsu)

... As an example. There was somewhere an unhappy person. And then one day he wakes up, opens eyes, and sees that everything has changed again. The world has become so great that the word "utopia" is not suitable. No more of human ills and misfortunes, like the night he was moved from hell to heaven, but not on their own. Brought him by someone unknown. Who could it be - knows no living soul. And now: he lives without knowing who made them so happy, not knowing why. And now the question is: will our man happy? Should you? Can you? How many nerves I've frayed in all sorts of accidents around her, Haruhi. Now, it would not have to do with me. Haruhi's not here, Icke also disappeared, Yuki Nagato, Asahina ships must leave the ordinary people. Neither aliens nor visitors from the future, neither the psychics: there were none. In General, the most that neither is ordinary world, where even the cats don't talk... Well, what? What I like: a world where I was Haruhi or this one? Now, where it is not. I'm... should be happy.

What was the reason for the inexplicable, abnormal action Nagato? Where the incorrect data that has accumulated in her memory? Guess not so difficult. Even for artificial intelligence under the leadership of a complex program, even for a robot it is quite natural that they appear over time. You do not understand, but I understand. And Haruhi, probably, too. This, Nagato, we call emotions. After all, just because you created without expectation of any kind of emotion, they pressured you so much. You probably wanted to yell, to be angry, to take it out on someone. No, even if you don't want Nagato still can understand.

The SOS team works 365 days a year, seven days a week, no one is allowed to take time off. I don't recognize any of the silly excuses, like the hospital because you hit his head and fell into a coma!

Why do people like normal things? Yes, because so interesting!

You know, Ken... someday you will fondly remember the days in high school. You would think that they flew, like a beautiful dream.

Without faith there can be no dream.

First you need to believe in the dream. Otherwise, even the attainable will be for you available.