Character: Dazai Osamu. Page 1

Those who believe that the ideal world exists, you begin to hate the one that is imperfect and bring pain to others.

What is worth to cherish, always disappears earlier than have time to get it.

The fiercer you fight, the more it will be killed, which will be only numbers in the list of the dead. Someone died yesterday, someone's gonna die today. They will only be remembered as the lost money and resources. There will be a personality, soul, anything, to honor the memory of the dead.

Really only something you can see with my eyes and even it flies past us, barely touching. People can only remain silent in the face of the abyss that separates us from each other.

But in this world all killing time on the way to certain death.

People really outrageously stupid. But what's wrong with that?

The one who has done evil, expects evil from others.

Madam, you're a delight, like the fleeting bloom of a Lotus. Don't want to make me suicide?

This bar seems sturdy... she must be able to withstand the weight of a person.
- Do not try to hang himself at the tea house where you first appeared!
No, it's called a neck-hanging hygiene. Didn't you know?
What? Hygiene the crossbar?
- First, you need to prepare a strong tie.
[Nods]

- The two of us called "Double Black" because after one night of "spoiling" the day of the destruction of enemy buildings. If my support will come too late, you die. The choice is yours.
- The choice for me? When you say it, it means that there is no choice at all!

- That night when you left the mob, I opened a bottle of ' 89 to celebrate.
- I congratulate you. By the way, to celebrate the day I brought up the bomb in the car.

Don't feel sorry for yourself. If you start to wallow in self pity, life will become an endless nightmare.