It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.

People aren't overcome by situations or outside forces. Defeat comes from within.

Chilled-looking people walking along the riverside, the snow beginning, faintly, to pile up on the roofs of cars, the bare trees shaking their heads left and right, dry leaves tossing in the wind. The silver of the metal window sash sparkling coldly. Soon after, I heard sensei call, "Mikage! Are you awake? It's snowing, look! It's snowing!" "I'm coming!" I called out, standing up. I got dressed to begin another day. Over and over, we begin again.

Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated.

I spent most of my time thinking, because I didn't have enough energy to do anything else.

If you don’t say what you’re thinking, you end up lying when you really need to speak up.

Fate is a ladder on which you cannot afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one step would mean you'll never make it to the top.