Character: Aomame

- I have favorite people. Explained Aomame. - When we were ten years old, he liked it so much that I even shook his hand.
- Then in ten years you fell in love with the boy. And that's all?
But that's all.
Ayumi again took up the instruments in globai thoughtfully cut off a piece of shrimp.
- And what happens? Where is this guy now? What does he do?
Aomame shook his head.
I do not know.

Just then the needle stuck in the same place. Very natural. Easily, deeply and fatally. The main thing - to observe two conditions: the correct angle and force of impact (or rather, lack thereof). And then to complete the task not more difficult than to stick a needle in bean curd. The tip of the needle pierces the skin and pierces the brain, are not protected in this one place, and heart like seduta wind candle ceases to work. All over in a trice. And....

Revenge is the most expensive, useless and self-destructive luxury.

Moons - Lenovo, and Me Mine.

Any fanatics is better to keep your opinions to yourself.

... religion is a story, which with its beauty attracts people more than the truth.

Important - installation: to protect themselves every day of their lives. If unable to repel the attack - you're worth nothing. Your impotence will gradually gobble up you with giblets.

"And what is freedom? often asked myself Aomame. - Escape from one cell to appear in another, wider?"

- And what happens? If you love with all your heart, even the worst scum without any reciprocity, however worthless you may be, your life is still not hell?
- So.

Until you love someone with all your heart - at least one person in your life there is hope. Even if you are not destined to be together.

Whatever saw under my skirt, into the soul of me is still not to get.

And yet human life is lonely, but not single. Cut off one life and a piece of strings will immediately be drawn to someone else.

- Without light there can be shadows and without a shadow - light. This was written by Carl Jung, - the man continued. - In the same way and each of us has both good intentions and evil inclinations. The more we reach perfection in light labors besprozvanny and more destructive becomes the strength of our dark instincts. When the desire to light people trying to get out of its own framework, his own darkness drags the poor guy to hell and turns into the devil. Because that's how people: any attempt to become more or less himself sinful and deserve punishment...

Have you heard of the Tibetan wheel of Samsara? It constantly rotates, and all of our feelings and values are at the bottom, then the top. That sparkle in the sun, drowning in the darkness. And only true love - the axis of this wheel, and therefore does not move.