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    Kentaro Miura
    “With no relation to social status, class, background, whether it suits them or not, people yearn for a dream. Sustained by a dream, hurt by a dream, revived by a dream, killed by a dream. And even after being abandoned by a dream, it continues to smolder from the bottom of one's heart, probably until the verge of death. A man should envision such a lifetime once. A life spent as a martyr...to the God named "Dream". Ultimately, to be born, and then to simply live for no better reason...I can't abide such a life. They are...excellent troops. Together we have faced death so many times. They are my valuable comrades, devoting themselves to the dream I envision. But to me, a friend is...something else. Someone who would never depend on another's dream. Someone who wouldn't be compelled by anyone, but would determine and pursue his own reason to live...And should anyone trample that dream, he would oppose him body and soul, even if that threat were me myself. What I think a friend is...is one who is my "Equal".”
    Kentaro Miura, Berserk, Vol. 6

  • #2
    George Orwell
    “Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #3
    Kentaro Miura
    “It's all right. It's like stumbling on a rock on the roadside. It's petty...a small thing. The place you want to go...is more distant farther off. So...it's all right. You'll stand up. And you'll start walking. Soon...”
    Kentaro Miura, Berserk, Vol. 8

  • #4
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!”
    Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

  • #5
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “Too weird to live, too rare to die!”
    Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream

  • #6
    Dr. Seuss
    “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
    Nothing is going to get better. It's not.”
    Dr. Seuss, The Lorax

  • #7
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.”
    Hunter S. Thompson

  • #8
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “We can't stop here, this is bat country!”
    Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream

  • #9
    George Orwell
    “War is peace.
    Freedom is slavery.
    Ignorance is strength.”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #10
    Kentaro Miura
    “Living for the future is more important than trying to avenge the past.”
    Kentaro Miura, Berserk, Vol. 2

  • #11
    Kentaro Miura
    “If I have to worry about the ants I crush beneath my feet, I couldn't even walk around”
    Kentaro Miura, Berserk, Vol. 1

  • #12
    George Orwell
    “The best books... are those that tell you what you know already.”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #13
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #14
    Cormac McCarthy
    “A legion of horribles, hundreds in number, half naked or clad in costumes attic or biblical or wardrobed out of a fevered dream with the skins of animals and silk finery and pieces of uniform still tracked with the blood of prior owners, coats of slain dragoons, frogged and braided cavalry jackets, one in a stovepipe hat and one with an umbrella and one in white stockings and a bloodstained wedding veil and some in headgear or cranefeathers or rawhide helmets that bore the horns of bull or buffalo and one in a pigeontailed coat worn backwards and otherwise naked and one in the armor of a Spanish conquistador, the breastplate and pauldrons deeply dented with old blows of mace or sabre done in another country by men whose very bones were dust and many with their braids spliced up with the hair of other beasts until they trailed upon the ground and their horses' ears and tails worked with bits of brightly colored cloth and one whose horse's whole head was painted crimson red and all the horsemen's faces gaudy and grotesque with daubings like a company of mounted clowns, death hilarious, all howling in a barbarous tongue and riding down upon them like a horde from a hell more horrible yet than the brimstone land of Christian reckoning, screeching and yammering and clothed in smoke like those vaporous beings in regions beyond right knowing where the eye wanders and the lip jerks and drools.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #15
    Kentaro Miura
    “From where I stand...you're the same as that idol you worship. Completely hollow.”
    Kentaro Miura, Berserk, Vol. 16

  • #16
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #17
    Sylvia Plath
    “If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #18
    Sylvia Plath
    “And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #19
    Sylvia Plath
    “Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
    sylvia plath

  • #20
    Sylvia Plath
    “I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
    I lift my eyes and all is born again.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #21
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Not all those who wander are lost.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #22
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo.
    "So do I," said Gandalf, "and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #23
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit, or There and Back Again

  • #24
    David Foster Wallace
    “Mario, what do you get when you cross an insomniac, an unwilling agnostic and a dyslexic?"

    "I give."

    "You get someone who stays up all night torturing himself mentally over the question of whether or not there's a dog.”
    David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

  • #25
    David Foster Wallace
    “The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #26
    David Foster Wallace
    “Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.”
    David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

  • #27
    David Foster Wallace
    “The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.”
    David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

  • #28
    David Foster Wallace
    “It did what all ads are supposed to do: create an anxiety relievable by purchase.”
    David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

  • #29
    David Foster Wallace
    “Fiction’s about what it is to be a fucking human being.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #30
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment



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