Koushun Takami Quotes

Hurry and you can have the big crybaby for first kill.

It" was continuing. The game was undeniably in progress. A long funeral procession, a crowd of peoplewearing black. A man in a black suit with a somber know-it-all face addressed them, "Oh, ShuyaNanahara and Noriko Nakagawa? You two, that's right, you're a little early. But you did just pass byyour own graves right here. We carved in the number you two share, No. 15. Don't worry, we'reoffering a special bonus.

Now, once again, 2 students left. But of course they're a part of you now.

Yes, just like those flowers. There's something strained, but there's beauty in that. Something like that

Hey there. Here's something familiar, a bat. Hope you like it.

That's when I tossed a coin. If it came up heads, I'd take on Sakamochi and...

If the coin came up tails, I decided I'd take part in the game.

No that's beside the point. I just decided to take instead of being taken. It's not a question of good or bad, wrong or right. It's just what I want to do.

Mitsuko Souma

I'm weak and useless, but I'll stay by your side

I hope you fall in love with someone nice and have a good marriage. I might end up dying without knowing what it's like to be in love.

But I'm willing to take a chance on believing there has to be a way. All I need is someone to believe with me.

Even if it's a lie, even if it's a dream, please turn to me.

Just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't understand.

Hell is having no option but the wrong one and take it
-Shuuya Nanahara

Touch me and I'll gut you like the pig you are.

I am who I am.And you're you.Even if I'm pretty good at basketball or computers, or popular with the girls, that doesn't make me a better person. You can make people laugh and you're kind. When you're serious, you're much more sincere than I am. Like with the girls. I'm not resorting to the cheap cliche about everyone having something to offer, but i'm saying there are a lot of things I admire about you.

You don't want to stir things up by questioning the specialists.And it's terribly difficult to end something that's already been established.You interfere and you're out of a job.No, worse yet, you might be sent to a forced labor camp for ideological deviation.Even if everyone were against it, no one would say it out loud.That's why nothing changes.

They tried to believe in their classmates. They must have believed that if we could all get together, then we might end up being saved. We should commend them for that. We couldn't do that.

I didn't realize it until now, but I don't really know anything about them, or what kind of people they are, really. You can't see inside a person's heart.

If I tell you will you go?"
"What? I don't get. What do you mean?"
"I love you, Kotohiki. I've loved you for a real long time.

One thing was absolutely certain - it was a given for Kazuo. Although he might not have particularlyrealized it, or more appropriately, perhaps because he was incapable of coming to such a realization, this was what it came down to: he, Kazuo Kiriyama, felt no emotion, no guilt, no sorrow, no pity, towards the four corpses, including Mitsuru's - and that ever since the day he was dropped into this world theway he was, he had never once felt a single emotion.

Little by little - no, a lot by a lot - they all took from her. No one gave her anything. Mitsuko became a hollow shell.

Nice jewelry and a boys corpse. Oh you're so pretty.

He doesn't look like the type who's into cookies anyway.

They're gonna make you a star Shuuya. Just like you always dreamed.

Conservatism and passive acceptance...They can't think for themselves.Anything that's too complicated sends their heads reeling.Makes me want to puke.

Furthermore
though it was quite irrelevant now
he had no idea his killer, Kazuo Kiriyama, had, in his mansion that was much larger than Toshinori's home in Shiroiwa-cho, mastered the violin at a level far superior to Toshinori's a long time ago
and then tossed his violin into the trash.

Now there's the Niida we all know and loathe.

It's not a bad thing to be loved.

By then she was dead. In fact, she may have been dead a while ago. Physically, several seconds ago, mentally, ages ago.

Let me get this straight. The man with the gun says stay in your seat and you take that to mean jump around the room like demented grasshoppers.

Shogo. I know I'm repeating myself, but I have to say it. If I were Keiko, this is what I'd say. Please Live. Talk, think, act. And sometimes listen to music ... Look at paintings at times to be moved. Laugh a lot, and at times, cry. And if you find a wonderful girl, then you go for her and love her.

He loved me ... He loved me so much he sought me out at the risk of being attacked. He was in danger this whole time, with every step. In fact, the wound in his side, the wound on his shoulder ... came as a result of him trying to find me.

Someday I'm going to marry someone like my mom and I'll be smiling all the time the way my Mom and Dad are.

Fucking bastard, I'll stab you in the chest with this pencil.

I was the one who attacked Hiroki. At the very end, when Hiroki managed to achieve his goal.

Shogo looked at Shuya and Noriko. "The winner's forced to transfer to another school where he or she is ordered not to mention the game and is instructed instead to lead a normal life. That's all."
Shuya felt his chest well up inside and his face froze. He stared at Shogo and realized that Noriko was holding her breath.
Shogo said, "I was a student in Third Year Class C, Second District, Kobe, Hyogo Prefecture." He added, "I survived the Program held in Hyogo Prefecture last year.

You wear nice clothes, you seek respect, you make a lot of money, but what's the point? It's all pointless. Of course, this kind of meaninglessness might suit this crappy nation. But, you see, we still have emotions like joy and happiness, right? They may not mount to much. But they fill up our emptiness. That's the only explanation I have.

Sometimes you need to lie make the world go around

Loving someone always requires you to not love others.

You were my best friend. I was supposed to know you.

On TV they keep their kids. Love them.

We're supposed to strive for harmony, and that's what the art of tea is supposed to accomplish ... but harmony is very, very difficult to achieve in this country. Tea ceremony is powerless. But it's also not such a bad thing either. You should enjoy it while you can.

Silly boys. Did you think we were making a silent movie?

Shinji slowly fell forward onto his face. Debris bounced up on impact. It took less than thirty seconds for the rest of his body to die. The memento of his beloved uncle
the earring worn by the woman he loved
was now stained with the blood running down Shinji's left ear, reflecting the glow from the red flames of the farm building.
And so the boy known as the Third Man, Shinji Mimura, was dead.

You're so kind, Kazuhiko. That's what I like about you."
I like you, too. I love you so much."
If he weren't so inarticulate, Kazuhiko could have said so much more. How much her expression, her gentle manner, her pure untainted soul meant to him. How important, in short, her existence was to him. But he wasn't able to put into words. He was only a third-year student in junior high, and worst yet, composition was one of his worst subjects.

Kazuhiko could have taken his gun and aimed it at the person behind them. But Sakura wouldn't want that. What she wanted was to leave this world quietly before they got sucked into this horrible massacre. Nothing was more important to him than her. There was no room for compromise. If this were what her trembling soul wanted, then he would follow her. Had he been more eloquent he might have described his feelings as something like, "I'm going to die for her honor."
Their two bodies danced in the air beyond the cliff, their hands still clasped together, the black sea under them.

There's no end to suspicion once you get going.

What I mean is, even a dumbass like me can think everything's pointless. Why do I get up and eat? It all ends up shit anyway. Why am I going to school and studying? Even if I happen to succeed I'm going to die anyway. You wear nice clothes, you seek respect, you make a lot of money, but what's the point? It's all pointless. But ... but, you see, we still have emotions like joy and happiness, right? They may not amount to much but they fill up our emptiness.

And so Yoshimi heard the dry pop one more time. Her forehead felt as if it were being crushed by a car. That was all.

We're still on the run. That's for sure.
Right on. This time we're on.
And we won't stop till we win.

We're still on the run. That's for sure.

If you could see for yourself then there'd be no need to lend an ear to what others said.