There was a little girl, When she was good, she was very, very good. But when she was bad, she was horrid.

The sight of a certain depressed-to-the-max head of seaweed has made me quite ill.

I tried many, many times to run away while my little brother was asleep. But at those moments, I always ended up thinking this-- My brother has only me in this world. Vince wants only me and needs only me. However... when he is gone, will there really be anyone else who needs me? When I thought about that, it scared me. It truly scared me. Cowardly, I could do nothing but hold my brother's tiny body while hiding my ugly emotions.

There’s no basis or anything. I just have this conviction that appeared inside of me which I have to follow.

It's impossible to live without hurting others.

Thanks to these eyes...I came to understand how cruel and despicable people can be. But that also allowed me to appreciate true beauty. All you have to do is appreciate things from a different perspective Once I realized the things we take for granted are really miracles, I came to see everything in it's precious, empheral beauty. ..... I love this world.

Of course. I loved it so much it made me want to spit on you!!