Fuminori Nakamura Quotes

I kept staring at the moon. I'm not sure if its light was good or evil. I thought it might not be either. The moon just shines with the light of chaos. Mysteriously. Brightly. That must not be either good or evil. Just as the rules of this world are not all good.

We're attacking all accepted values. Authority, class differences, shared perceptions. We don't care what happens to our social structure -- revolutions are for suckers. Our target is people's collective consciousness. It's like throwing a cream pie in their face.

You must resent all happiness. people who have killed cannot attain one hundred percent virtue, but they can attain one hundred percent evil. That is your life path. You have power and money. Destroy everything.By sublimating yourself to the first of hell, to the mighty, evil energy that destroys all people and all joy, you can obtain a piece of an incredible pleasure. Pathetic individuals like serial killers or terrorist bombers will never obtain it. It's an even greater evil. Even greater.

The man at the end of the bar was looking at me. ... Should I get drunk and sleep with him now? But I could see that I would regret that so much I would want to die after. I didn't want to get involved with anyone, and I didn't want to bear being alone with the warmth left by someone long gone.

Fate is like the relationship between the strong and the weak, don't you think? Look at religion, for example. The Israelites, who worshipped Jehovah - why were they afraid of him? Because their god was powerful, that's why. Everyone who believes in gods fears them to some extent.

THE FUZZY GREEN light gradually resolved itself into trees, and a narrow street of damp terra-cotta bricks stretched lazily into the distance.

You're a pickpocket right? That's cool. But you don't do it for the money, do you?"
"Maybe the end." I said abruptly.
"The end?"
"What will happen to me in the end. What happens to people who live the way I do? That's what I'd like to know.

When people believe they have a good cause, the violence within them bursts forth unrestrained, as if their good angel has given permission for it to escape.

Deep down, people who deliberately distribute other people's music and stuff feel contempt for professionals. And it's not just culture - these days lots of people are contemptuous of everything. Without realizing it, they're searching for things to despise.

Our job involves looking at things that people usually can't see.

The ultimate end of sadism is ruin and murder. The one in control is always the masochist.

Life is a mystery. But listen. Why did I turn up in your life in the first place? Do you believe in fate? Was your fate controlled by me, or was being controlled by me your fate? But in the end, aren't they just two sides of the same coin?

But obviously if there was no concept of ownership there'd be no concept of stealing, would there? As long as there's one starving child in the world, all property is theft.

Why does the subconscious mind make people steal? Why does it have to be stealing? Don't you think it's something deep-rooted in our nature?

Even when the moon shrinks and disappears, it shows itself again gradually. When ancient people saw that eternal cycle of death and recovery, they prayed to the moon for their own rebirth. Rebirth. Will I be reborn? ... If I were reborn, what would I become?

I suppose you could present my life as a happy tale if you ended it in the right place.

You could say that everything had become weirdly distorted because I'd broken the rules so many times.

I thought about how this banknote had witnessed a moment of each one of those people's lives. Maybe it had been at the scene of a murder, then passed from the murderer to a shopkeeper somewhere, then to a good person somewhere else.

When human consciousness stops fooling itself and looks at the situation straight on, it can't cope.