“I have the right to be hated.(Takumi)”

A woman’s happiness is in throwing everything away to live for love.

People can have lovers..they can have friends..they can be together..but when you think about it..you’ll see that originally..we’re alone

Why.. is human desire so unsatisfying?

Nana…how come being happy and making your dreams come true are two different things? Even now, I still don’t know why.

And now that I’ve stopped looking, I’ve finally found it. Maybe the door will open for me.

Having someone you love say “Thank you” is more rewarding than just having them say “I love you.

The longer we live the more weight we carry in our hearts.

Just don’t keep me in the dark about things. Otherwise, why am I with you?

For my 20th birthday in March, I’ll buy myself a present for doing my best. A one way ticket to Tokyo. All I need is my guitar and a pack of cigarettes.

Happiness doesn’t come in one form, it determined by your own heart.

To love someone, why do you need society’s approval and permission?

Nut I came to this point. without realising my attitude and actions. It’s like I am slowing falling into a valley. I wonder where I’m standing now.

As expected life isn’t that sweet at all. When I came to Tokyo I thought I could achieve anything with my own two hands. It’s not like that.

If my tears spilled spontaneously at that moment it’s because I immediately understood that what was happening, like in a dream, was the treat you had prepared for me I felt your friendship much stronger than if you had thanked me a million times that what pleased and touched me.

If I could keep today’s happiness I wouldn’t worry about tomorrow.

Stop rushing me. I want to take my time falling in love with you.

“We all hated the war in Vietnam.” Well, it was easy to hate the war in Vietnam 40 years on.

Having grown up in dire poor, the thing that I hated the most in life was poverty.

I hated myself totally white. So now I cheat. It’s my white hair, and I put color there.

Be hated. One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions.

But I’d rather be the most-hated winning coach in the country than the most-popular losing one.

You can beg them for mercy, wave the white flag of surrender, but the only true elixir for the vitriol they bestow is a measure of hatred dispensed of your own.

She wouldn’t come back. She hated me. She hated Nan. She hated my mom. She hated her father. She wouldn’t come back here… but God, I wanted her to.

Traitors are hated even by those whom they prefer.