Ryuji Quotes

He's so stupid he'd forget to die even if he got killed.

To Ryuji the smile seemed as brittle as fine glass crystal and very dangerous

For Ryuji the kiss was death, the very death in love he always dreamed of.

Orang yang merasa benar tidak akan bisa melihat apa yang ada tepat di depan matanya. Dia akan lebih mudah dimanfaatkan oleh musuh. (Ryuji Keikain - Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan)

Noboru didn't really object to the darling image of himself he knew Ryuji and his mother entertained in their imaginations. He would just have to be careful to look victimized.

But the tears of joy had washed anxiety away and lifted them to a height where nothing was impossible. Ryuji was as if paralyzed: the sight of familiar places, places they had visited together, failed to move him. That Yamashita Park and Marine Tower should now appear just as he had often pictured them seemed only obvious, inevitable. And the smoking drizzle of rain, by softening the too distinct scenery and making of it something closer to the images in memory, only heightened the reality of it all. Ryuji expected for some time after he disembarked to feel the world tottering precariously beneath his feet, and yet today more than ever before, like a piece in a jigsaw puzzle, he felt snugly in place in an anchored, amiable world.

Once the Captain had told him about going to Venice and visiting a beautiful little palace at high tide; and being astounded to find when he got there that the marble floors were under water...Ryuji almost spoke the words aloud: small beautiful flooded palace.

His father, a civil servant, had raised him and his sister singlehanded after their mother’s death; the sickly old man had worked overtime in order to send Ryuji to school; despite everything, Ryuji had grown up into a strong, healthy man; late in the war his home had been destroyed in an air raid and his sister had died of typhus shortly after; he had graduated from the merchant-marine high school and was just starting on his career when his father died too; his only memories of life on shore were of poverty and sickness and death, of endless devastation; by becoming a sailor, he had detached himself from the land for ever. ... It was the first time he had talked of these things at such length to a woman.

But I've Realized Now... As Long As I'm Bein' Myself, I'll Always Have Somewhere I Can Fit In.

I settle into the cockpit, get out again and touch the ground; it has supported me for twenty-one years, I murmur my thanks to it. Never again will I be able to put my feet upon the earth. Each gesture is the last.

What was certain is that we missed our families and our student life. The leaders of each squad told us on every possible occasion to forget our memories, our longings and regrets, but they could not forbid us to recall our family life with joy, for no matter what people say, the family is still the basic unit of human life. It nourishes us, not only with bread, but with ideas, beliefs, sentiments and sensibilities. And it is the privilege of the past to be gilded and embellished as we look back on it.

There are two kinds of life: the life of the beasts, which is governed entirely by instinct, and the life of man, who lives consciously and serves some purpose... call it the community, if you like. If man existed merely for the sake of existing, what a burden life would be! A sense of life and death is not taught to us by reason. Besides, reason is not always the ally of the heart...