Zaregoto Quotes

Every mystery novel I ever read, the great detective was such an arrogant fuck you could replace 70% of his dialogue with 'Are you stupid?' and the conversation would still make sense.

To accept the world as boring or accept oneself as boring? Which is really more agreeable? There's bound to be some amount of ambiguity and uncertainty.

Um, where are we headed now?" "Heaven. Or maybe Hell. I forget." "They're totally different." "Yup, totally different. They're complete opposites. So we're bound to end up at one of them.

Essentially, people live in one of two ways. Either they live in awareness of their own worthlessness, or they live in their awareness of the worthlessness of the world. Two ways. Either you allow your value to be absorbed by the world, or you chisel away at the world's value and make it your own. Which should take precedence, the value of the world your own value?

If we turn a blind eye to the fact that your opinion is entirely wrong, you're quite right.

If anybody asked me why I was alive, I’d probably say just in case. That’s about the only reason people have, and that goes for me, you, and everybody.

It’s not that I was afraid to die, though. I was afraid of not having enough time to live. Ending without knowing what I wanted to know. Dying while having things I didn’t know, that would’ve been unacceptable.

I was just some lonely kid living in a world I had made for myself, inventing questions and answering them just to make myself feel better. I seriously thought I could just use theories to compensate for real-life experiences, and I thought that if I wanted, even I could be happy. ~Ii-chan From Zaregoto

- That may be better left unsaid. No, ignorance is bliss, perhaps, - Utsurigi said without any shyness, - Still, you are quite gloomy. Despite those dead-fish eyes of yours. - Saying they are like dead fish is a bit much. The Professor said "good eyes". - Good eyes they are. Truly impressive levels of rotting.

Tomo.” “Yeah?” “I love you.” Just saying. They were hollow, entirely empty words. Words anybody, anybody could say. Just substanceless vocabulary. “And I love you.” Kunagisa laughed. And that was all there was to it. Ultimately, that was all. “That’s the Ikkun I love.” And thus, “I wanted you to save me.” I had just one response to that. A single phrase I wanted to send to Mikoko-chan. Likely, they were the same words Tomo-chan had for me. And indeed, they were suitable. “Don’t be so spoiled.

There’s another me right here,” she said, pointing over her own right shoulder. “When I get all rowdy and have fun with Muimi-chan and Akiharu-kun and Mikoko-chan and you like this, that part of me is just watching on, sighing. It’s looking down on me with cold disdain as I have my fun, saying ‘What you’re doing won’t amount to anything.’ ” “Sighing,” she said. “I know I’ll probably never be like Mikoko-chan until the day I die, but maybe I’ll be able to once I really do die. If I’m reincarnated, I want to come back as Mikoko-chan. I want to be able to laugh with complete innocence like her, to get mad when I want to be mad, to cry like crazy when I’m sad. That’s what makes a great life.” “I . . .” This time I was speaking from the heart. “I don’t want to be reincarnated. I want to just hurry up and die.

If you are to blame for any reason, it's that you are you. You being you is itself a sin, and you being you is punishment enough. I have no intention of saying anything more.

A single phrase I wanted to send to Mikoko-chan. Likely, they were the same words Tomo-chan had for me. And indeed, they were suitable. “Don’t be so spoiled.