Cowards can't be faulted for being shy. They can't be held responsible for anything. Koushun Takami More Quotes by Koushun Takami More Quotes From Koushun Takami Loving someone always requires you to not love others. Koushun Takami loving-someone 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. Koushun Takami clothes nice joy 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. Koushun Takami falling-in-love nice knowing 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. Koushun Takami believe way needs She looked up at the sky, now tinged with orange. "Please live. Talk, think, act. And sometimes listen to music..." She stopped briefly. "Look at paintings, allow yourself 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. Koushun Takami girl sky thinking To memorize something,it's best to write it down. Koushun Takami writing Nice jewelry and a boys corpse. Oh you're so pretty. Koushun Takami jewelry nice boys 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. Koushun Takami class years school 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. Koushun Takami gun taken two Hey there. Here's something familiar, a bat. Hope you like it. Koushun Takami you-like-it hey bats 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. Koushun Takami together might believe 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. Koushun Takami guilt sorrow realization Now, once again, 2 students left. But of course they're a part of you now. Koushun Takami left courses students Takako looked into Hiroki's eyes and grinned. "You've become quie a stud." "And...you're the most stylin' girl in the world." Takako smiled faintly. She wanted to thank him, but she was out of breath. She just stared at Hiroki's eyes. She was grateful. At least she wasn't going to die alone. The last person to stay with her ended up being Hiroki. And she was grateful. She really was. Koushun Takami grateful girl eye By then she was dead. In fact, she may have been dead a while ago. Physically, several seconds ago, mentally, ages ago. Koushun Takami age may facts Yes, just like those flowers. There's something strained, but there's beauty in that. Something like that Koushun Takami flower 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. Koushun Takami expression love-you i-like-you Hurry and you can have the big crybaby for first kill. Koushun Takami crybabies bigs firsts 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. Koushun Takami more-time dry car It's not a bad thing to be loved. Koushun Takami bad-things
