Character: Gaara

To live, you need a goal; living without a goal is like lying in a grave.

The world of born of illusion, just a lie. The world makes sense only when it is created in reality.

For her own sake and his people sinobi many years hated and fought against each other, from the First to the Third great shinobi war. This hatred was. That was when I was born. Before I myself hated and craved only power, I was jinchuriki, I hated this world and all people and wanted to destroy them. Just that now and trying to make akatsuki. But I managed to stop a single shinobi from the Hidden Leaf.
He mourned me, and in fact we were enemies! We wounded each other in battle, but he called me a friend! He saved me... We were enemies but we were jinchuriki. When we experience the same pain, old feuds have no place. Among us no longer have enemies, because we all bear the pain inflicted on us akatsuki!
Sand, Stone, Leaf, Mist... there is no difference. Now we all just shinobi!

If you don't hate sand, come after the war, I'll give you his head.

Mom was amazing, but it's the first time you gave me medicine, father.

Love? Family? The only emotional ties that bind my family, I would like to tighten the neck. It is the bond of hatred.

... unaccepted love is pain and pain is revenge.

Love is not a feeling. It's not an emotion, not experience, not thirst, not hunger related. Love this element. I gave my word to love You and not abandon him.

Don't know why You constantly oppose love and desire! Maybe because the realization of desire can be disgusting! Before, I did not expect this. Or in your village, so it is accepted?

They say that a haiku is death. The first line is pronounced on the border of life and death. The second catches us from the nothingness. The latter reconciles with eternity...

Silly shyness never helped anybody.

As is customary in adults, battered people's lives?
Know that each of us assigns to another only their own feelings.
But why such a simple thing as love. Why this simple thing is denied me?!

But there are things that with nothing to confuse. My love for you was so huge, shining like... I filemyfiles from my body, I was not able to silently carry it in yourself, it came out as a cry of joy like a light. You know?

I've never been in love, and believed that he was ready to live without it.