Anime: Gintama (Gintama). Page 3

Yeah, this guy was strange. Nobody was going to cry at your funeral. Tears created for a good meal.

- I think I returned the favor.
- Do not tell me. At such late payment, I think you got more reward, huh?!
Again extortion? What do you want?
- The Head Of The Shogun.
- A rather large reward.
- No, his head is worth nothing.

- How can I judge when I run this country? When I am the law?
- If we can't judge you on the surface, judge for under. Women's tears shed in Esivere your fault... the blood of the men that you shed... Heaven can forgive you, but the law Ishiwari, "Geisha of Death" will not forgive you.

I'm sorry for making you wait, Shogun-sama. Female order No. 1, Suzuran courtesan, came to visit. Request replacement too late. You podmilj his dirty ass? This night you can't sleep.

People are complicated creatures. They dig the grave of someone you hate. Where there is hatred, there is always love. We're useless... Even if there was love, once born hate, and all turn black. That day I went to black and personally stained everything in it was black.

- Kamui, someday you'll understand. When you become old and look back on the path. Realize that it was empty.
Boss, that's fine by me. There is nothing that I want. There is no reason to look back. I'm looking forward. New battle will appear before my eyes. This is what I'm looking for. To become stronger than anyone else. I move forward to become stronger than whatever that is. Even if price is the loss of all that I could ever defend.

About the rope. I'll bring it next time. I don't want you hanged, but I will bring a strong rope and use it to pull you from the abyss.

No matter winter or spring, if I could be with you, as this day, and let the poison gas in your face, that's enough for my happiness.

I fight because I don't want to run away. Life is a battle. That is my faith. If I run away from the fateful field of battle, it is better to die.

Life without that need to protect... is tantamount to death! If you decide to protect something, you have to defend it to the end!

Even if you lose a leg or arm, the real battle continues as long as your head is held in place.

There is no difference between the monster and the child monster. They are both humans, born in a bloody whirlpool of sin. And the sword of the monster can't hurt another monster.

In battle, always the first to die is the one who burdens himself with regrets.