“4. You hear his voice in a crowd more than any other.”

Isn’t strength the ability to renounce every lie in your heart?

1. Your heart starts hurting when you think about him.

Mom! This is Haruhi! We’ll adopt her someday so don’t forget! ~Hikaru and Kaoru

We’re always contradicting ourselves. We want people to tell us apart…. …yet we don’t want them to be able to. We want people to get to know us… …but we also want them to keep their distance.

How many people in other professions would be willing to have their job performances evaluated that way, in front of millions, every afternoon at five o’clock.

I hate casual shooting. Every shot is preceded by working to get open and catch and shoot under game like conditions

Haruhi: Whaddaya think I am?! The Twins: To us? Why that’s obvious– a toy!

Kaoru: Grownups are so tiresome. They fake their smiles all day long and they try to force us to do the same. It’s no fun at all.

What does being a girl have to do with it? There’s no time to think when you’re on the spot.

You, your grandmother, the chairman—-YOU’RE ALL ABUNCH OF FRIGGIN’ IDIOTS!!!” ~Haruhi

The rain is a necessary prelude to beautiful weather. So even if your heart is in downpour right now it only means it will become exceptionally beautiful in time.

We’ve always longed for someone to accept us… But we never believed there’d be anyone who would accept our twisted ways. That’s why we’ll stay locked up tight… …in our own little private world… …and throw away the key, so that no one can ever hurt us.

Rule #3 – It’s okay to believe yourself better than the rest of the planet, so long as you keep it to yourself.

Kyoya: A single day can make all the difference.

Tamaki to Kyoya: I thought you wanted more because your eyes don’t show satisfaction now.

When he’s happy, it makes you happy too.

The roar of the crowd has always been the sweetest music. It’s intoxicating.

Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.

The hours we pass with happy prospects in view are more pleasing than those crowded with fruition.

When a place gets crowded enough to require ID’s, social collapse is not far away. It is time to go elsewhere.

We didn’t invent the Grateful Dead, the crowd invented the Grateful Dead.

My opening acts are always really strong because I need a guy who can take on a big, big crowd. Which is not that easy to do.

Scientists – the crowd that for dash and style make the general public look like the Bloomsbury set.

The crowd one day cried, “Crucify him,” and the whole world united to murder the Son of God, because in their ignorance they knew Him not.