Tobi ﾄﾋﾞ

“I know how affected this sounds, but I want to die so bad I can’t stand it. From the time I was born, all I’ve ever thought about is dying. It would be better for everybody if I did—that’s clear enough. But I can’t seem to do it. Some strange kind of, fearsome kind of god keeps stopping me... My work means nothing. I have no masterpieces and no spectacular failures. If people say a piece is good, it’s good, and if they say it’s bad, it’s bad. It’s like breathing—in and out, in and out. What scares me is that, somewhere in this world, there is a God. There really is one, right?... There is a God, right?”
― Osamu Dazai, ヴィヨンの妻 [Viyon No Tsuma]

“Shall I have to go there ten years hence to keep my old bones warm against the rheumatism and to scorch my bald pate in the heat of the noonday sun?
Shall I die without having seen anything?”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Letters And Reminiscences

“With all of us nursing you—
Must you still prolong the agony of life?
While I, having lost my hold on the tremendous Faith,
Having divested myself of purity and suchlike humble items,
Now walk in the sombre bluish world of the Asura.
--- Silent Wail”
― Kenji Miyazawa

“He would show up not with women but with two or three newspaper or magazine reporters. According to some of these fellows, now that the military had fallen, the impoverished poets and artists were going to be the new public heroes.”
― Osamu Dazai, ヴィヨンの妻 [Viyon No Tsuma]