Hikigaya Hachiman Quotes

Fake people have image to maintain, real people just don't care.

Hard work betrays none, but dreams betray many. working hard alone doesn't assure you that you'll achieve your dreams. actually there are more cases where you don't. even so, working hard and achieving something is some consolation at least.

If to be truthful is to be cruel, then lying must surely be an act of kindness. And so, kindness is a lie.

Forcing yourself to like something you don't like brings sorrow. - Hikigaya Hachiman

There are things that cannot be taken back. But the world will keep on spinning whether you laugh or you cry.

Hey, I'm totally an adult! I bitch and whine, I lie through my teeth and do things that are unfair. — Hachiman Hikigaya

A friendship where you're always trying to be considerate of the other person, always worrying about what they think, always responding to every single text, always seeking their approval and then finally connecting with them, isn't friendship at all.

Everyone is a slave to their past. No matter how much you wish to move forward, the events of last year will bear down on you like the light of the stars as soon as you glance up. Unable to laugh or to banish your past, you carry it ceaselessly in a corner of your heart, waiting for it to resurrect at an inopportune moment.

I hate nice girls. Just exchanging greetings with them will get them on your mind. Start texting each other, and your heart will be set a flutter. If they call you, you're done for. Enjoy staring at your logs and grinning like a fool. However, I won't get fooled again. That's what your kind calls kindness. If you're nice to me, you're nice to others. I always end up nearly forgetting that. Reality is cruel, So I'm sure lies are a form of kindness. Thus, I say kindness itself is also a lie. I always ended up with these expectations. And I always ended up with these misunderstandings. And before I knew it, I stopped hoping. A highly trained loner is once bitten, twice shy. As a veteran on this battlefield of life, I've gotten used to losing. That's why I always hate nice girls. — Hachiman Hikigaya

An experienced loner does not fall for the same trick twice.

If to be truthful is to be cruel, then lying must surely be an act of kindness. And so, kindness is a lie

Fake people have an image to maintain. Real people just don't care

If you want to protect your pride, you don't need people to like you!

Sensitivity to the sound of one's name is a special gift of loners. Because the loner does not often hear his name, he reacts dramatically in the rare event the word is uttered. Source: me.

How rude could you get? She was treating a boy she'd only just met as an inferior being. The only other person I can think of who does that is a Saiyan prince.

I don't want other people to mention my "self". Besides if I can be changed by a few words, then that wouldn't be my "self" would it?

I'm a nothing person. I don't affiliate myself with any kind of label [..] The truly stalwart don't run with a group. Being alone is like standing against the whole world. Me versus the world.

A loner, by nature, burdens no one with their existence. By avoiding entanglements with others, they cause no harm. We are extremely ecologically friendly, clean, and environmentally aware creatures.

Saturday is the mightiest day of the week. It's unshakably, overwhelmingly superior. Not only is it a day off of school, the following day is also a day off, like some kind of Super Saiyan bargain sale.

After all, the entire process of "getting along" is nothing more than a cycle of deception. You're lying to yourself and others. They acknowledge that they're being deceived, and you acknowledge that they're deceiving you [. . .] In the end, it's nothing more than falsehood, suspicion, and deceit.

Nothing is less trustworthy than a woman's tears.

Frankly, if her face wasn't so cute, I would most certainly have been punching it.

If you're not ready for the consequences, then don't stir up shit in the first place.

I don't trust any form of kindness so filled with deceit and so delighted in its own self-sacrifice.

just keep on hating me i hate myself too

I want to reply with a long message, but if it's too long, that might be kind of revolting. But if it's too short, then I might come off as cold instead. Feeling apprehensive of what to do, I decided to reply back with a similar word count instead. This was what they called "mirroring" in psychology. By emulating the actions of the other party, your affection levels would increase!

I like myself. I have never once hated myself. My high specs, my half decent looks, My pessimistic, realist point of view. I don't hate any of it at all. But, for the first time, I feel like I could hate myself. The Yukino Yukinoshita I've seen all this time was always beautiful, pure, Never told a lie, and could stand on her own feet even- With nobody to lean on. I'm pretty sure I always admired her for that. I forced my own expectations and ideals on her, Let myself think I understood her, and let myself be dissapointed. I cautioned myself against this time and time again, But I still haven't gotten over it. Even Yukino Yukinoshita tells lies. I couldn't even accept such an obvious fact, And for that...I...hate myself — Hachiman Hikigaya

She's not tsundere. She's just an unpleasant woman.

Le persone false hanno un'immagine da difendere, le persone oneste semplicemente se ne fregano.

A misunderstanding is a misunderstanding. It's not the truth.

Monday. Given that it means "day of the moon," you'd think there'd be more butts involved.

never forget kindness can hurt instead of help

If you want to make friends, you have to be prepared to sacrifice something.

In other words, paradoxically, loners are the truth philanthropists. Loving nothing is equivalent to loving everything. Damn, it's only a matter of time before they dub me Mother Hikigaya.

I've stopped bothering getting my hopes up and watching them die when all of it's just in my head. I expect nothing from the start, I expect nothing in the middle, and I expect nothing up until the end.

. If the most important thing is to take part, then surely one could find meaning in not taking part as well. And if everything’s worth experiencing, then there’s little doubt that the feeling of not experiencing something is, in itself, worth experiencing. In fact, you could even call it a valuable experience to not experience something everyone else does.

There is a tendency to imagine the loner ensconced in a dark corner, but in point of fact, as the resident loner of our class, I comported myself in a grand and stately manner. Thus, I was the eye of the hurricane, a single, isolated air pocket in the school.

In this world, the pursuit of dreams leads to a life so painful and frustrating the mere thought of it is enough to merit a sigh.

It was a rather cute reaction, but as I wasn’t a part of any of that, I didn't give a damn.

Was this really friendship? I have my doubts.

When you tell someone to dress for unhindered movement, going naked seems like the best option to me.

Anyway. I think forcing yourself to keep up appearances and putting up this identity that isn't yours, a mask you don't wear when you're alone, is phony. If you have to do all that stuff to get someone to love you, then can you really say they love you and who you really are? Once you change yourself to win affection, to win love, I don't even know if you can still call you you. If you've built your relationship on pretense and lies, it'll probably fail in some way or another, and if you've fundamentally changed yourself, then it's not really you.

The institution known as "school" isn't just a facility for doing classwork. It's essentially a microcosm of society, all of humanity put together in a little diorama. Bully exists in schools because war and conflict exist in the world, and school castes reflect our stratified, hierarchical society. Living in a democracy, the tyranny of the majority naturally applies at school, too. The majority -- that is to say, the people with the most friends -- are superior.

There comes a time or two in life when you should face isolation. No, you have to. Constantly being accompanied, having someone by your side always and forever -- that is far more abnormal and creepy. I'm positive you can only learn and feel certain things when you're alone. If there are lessons to gain from having friends, then so also are there lessons from not having friends. These two things are two sides of the same coin and should be treated as equally valuable. So this moment, too, will also have worth for that girl.

The past makes you wanna die out of regret and the future makes you depressed out of anxiety. So by elimination, the present is likely the happiest time.

She was quit a handsome man, my sister.

What the hell? Die in a fire, youth. Die in a fire.

Therefore, the strongest person is someone with no vulnerabilities, nothing to hold dear, and no connections with others. In other words, me.

Hard work betrays none, dreams betray many

I wonder why the normies get so touchy-feely.

He was so cute when he was embarrassed that it was embarrassing me.

Who the hell was this guy, barging in to deny me my ramen?

I guess I'm nothing but a rude and brash fool.

Totsuka was just so nice, it made me want to decide on our children's names together.

Equality in happiness is, in the first place, impossible.

Kids who don't like writing about books often don't enjoy reading them in the first place, and kids who hate reading inevitably end up being terrible writers.

Maybe talking like they do -- like every trivial conversation is the height of their youth -- is what being friends is. There's no way I would do that; I'd burst into laughter halfway.

There are no inherently bad people. Everyone believes that, myself included. I don’t doubt the existence of virtue. And yet people bare their fangs when it seems they can profit. People will rationalize their own behavior whenever they become tainted with evil; they’re not supposed to be evil. In order to preserve their own twisted integrity, the world becomes twisted. Someone you praised as “cool” until yesterday is “stuck up” today; someone you respected as “smart and knowledgeable” is now scorned as someone who “looks down on bad students”, and “energetic vigor” becomes “annoying and overly carried away”.

Now the situation could be resolved, and we could put this behind us -- both the awkward misunderstandings and the misguided attempts at self-preservation. Though both of those would probably happen in the future anyway.

That's exactly why you have to be the one to bully yourself. You always have to have that calm and cool person inside you who will shoot you that chilly glare: Of course not. I don't trust other people much, but I trust myself less.

Once you've seen something that's got nothing to do with you, you can't claim ignorance. But you're still powerless. So at the very least, you want to let yourself feel pity and leave it at that. Those emotions are beautiful and noble, but they're also a cruel and ugly excuse. It's nothing more than an extension of the deceitful youth ideology that I loathe so much.

Yeah... Expecting others to read your mind is delusional... But... But... I... I... It's not empty words I'm after. There was something else I desire all along. Not mutual understanding, friendship, companionship, or anything of the sort. I don't care about being understood. I simply wish to understand. Understand, know, and rest easy in that knowledge gain some peace of mind. Wanting to know people inside-out! because being in dark terrifies me is an awfully self-indulgent, egotistic, and arrogant wish. It's downright despicable and disgusting. Having a desire like that makes me sick to the stomach! But if it's at all possible to share that desire- if it's possible to have a relationship where you're free to burden one another with that repulsive self-gratification... I know that it's out of the question! I know that it's out of my reach! Even so! Even so, I... I... I want something genuine!

Solitude reigns supreme. Real heroes don't need friends.

I was a diligent student with integrity, so I didn't talk to anyone in class and passed the time in silence.

Perhaps espousing views one doesn't actually hold is a core tenet of normiedom. In sum, the way of the normie is founded upon deception.

I had no trouble with his readiness to change his attitude. I despise the oppression of social hierarchies and seniority-based systems, unless I'm the beneficiary.

What's so praiseworthy about entrusting your sense of what's right to someone else?

We began in error, so obviously the ensuing events left us in error, too.

I've forged my own way alone while you were consoling and fighting with one another, i faced everything myself, head on now look how strong i am.

They turned their friendships into a reason to give up trying, their relationships into an excuse for complacency [. .] If you really want what's best for your girlfriend or boyfriend, you shouldn't hold them back or follow their every whim. That's just taking the easy route so they can continue to indulge in their idle and mundane lives.

I don't know what you're expecting, but ultimately, most people in high school have this obsession with the 'high schooler' you often seen in fiction, so they put on an act in an attempt to become that. And it just leaves you cold.