Colorful Eto Mori Quotes

Without realizing it, we’re constantly saving someone and hurting someone else.

The more sincere the person, the more deeply they look into their own hearts, and they end up exhausted

I love the parts of you that are average and the parts of you that are not with all of my heart.

This world of ours is just so colorful that we can never decide on the right one, we never know which colors are real, which colors are our own.

Broken-down, miserable, kind of a mess maybe, but still we're all doing our best out here.

If only the ocean were under this bed, I wished naively. If only I could keep sinking down like this, down and down and down forever.

いくら今がよかったって、悲惨な過去が消えるわけじゃない。ニ年間、死人のようにすごしたあの時間をとりもどせるわけでもない。

私は、あなたの中にある普通の部分も、非凡な部分も、どちらも心から愛しています。

この世があまりにもカラフルだから、ぼくらはいつも迷ってる。どれがほんとの色だかわからなくて。どれが自分の色だかわからなくて。

Giây phút nhìn con thở yếu ớt vì uống quá nhiều thuốc ngủ, cha tưởng chừng tim mình ngừng đập. Dù thế nào, cha cũng phải vững vàng trước mặt mẹ con, nhưng lòng cha hoàn toàn trống rỗng, như thể trái tim đã đi đâu mất rồi. Cha cuống cuồng gọi xe cấp cứu, nhưng bác sĩ nói rằng coi như hết hy vọng, rằng có thể con sẽ phải sống thực vật suốt đời. Dù vậy, họ vẫn dốc lòng cứu con. Con còn ít tuổi, các y bác sĩ đã cố gắng hết sức để mang con trở về bằng mọi giá. Nhìn cảnh ấy, cha cảm động biết chừng nào. Và con hồi sinh một cách thần kỳ như để đáp lại nhiệt huyết của mọi người. Đúng lúc ấy cha đã nghĩ, người tốt hay xấu đều không còn quan trọng...

Miserable was having to spend lunch hour by yourself, walk to your next class alone. The sheer fact that there was someone next to me every time I turned to look made me just plain happy. My heart practically exploded.

Think for two seconds, idiot!” Mitsuru whirled around, his chair creaking, and the look on his face was so scary that I unconsciously shrank back. “Think,” he said again, glaring at me like he was trying to dig a hole in my head with his eyes. “The little brother who’s been with me ever since I can remember, the weak, ugly, stupid, cowardly, deviant braggart who can’t make friends so he follows me around everywhere I go, who needs to be rescued constantly, the kid I can’t take my eyes off of, who I literally haven’t been able to take my eyes off for fourteen years. For fourteen years. One morning, this kid, one totally normal and regular morning, he’s suddenly dying right there in his bed. And he did it to himself. He made himself die. Think about what that would feel like!

ベットの下が海ならなあ、と素朴に願った。このままどこまでもどこまでも沈んでいけたらいい。

人は自分でも気づかないところで、だれかを救ったり苦しめたりしている。

「考えろ」ともういちど、ぼくをえぐるようににらみながら言う。「物心ついたときからそばにいた、ぐずで、ぶさいくで、頭悪くて、いくじなしで、病的な内弁慶で、友達もできない、だから年中おれのあとばっかついてまわってた、世話のやける、目の離せない、十四年間、まったく目が離せなかった弟が、ある朝、なんてことのないじゅつうの朝に突然、ベッドの上で死にかけてた。しかも自殺だ。自分で死んだんだ。どんな気分になるか考えてみろ！」

You can simply think of it as a homestay.” “A homestay?” I frowned. “Exactly.” The angel nodded. “You’ll spend a while in the world below again, and then you’ll come back here. A human life is a few decades at best. Think of this in a more lighthearted way. Tell yourself you’re merely starting another, slightly longer homestay.” A few decades at best. A longish homestay. It would be easier if I thought about it like that. “There are no rules for a homestay. People are welcome to spend their time however they wish with the family they are given. However, you cannot leave the homestay early.” ..."If in the world below, you do end up wanting to curl into yourself once more, please remember this time you spent on your do-over. Remember how it felt to move freely without trapping yourself in your own expectations. And remember the people who helped you up.