• “There are two kinds of secrets: secrets that you can tell, and secrets that you can’t tell.”
• “Lies may be similar to makeup. Just like one puts on makeup to hide their naked face, people use lies to hide the truth. I tell more and more lies as my makeup gets thicker."
• "Since when did I start feeling that going out with no makeup on was embarrassing?

Since when did I become so ashamed of the truth?"

• “People feel the loneliest when you’re with tons of other people, and people feel poorest when you’re around someone who’s rich.”
• “I hate you because I’m jealous of you.

I hate you because you have nothing to your name, and yet make me feel so poor. I hate you because you make me envy you. I hate you because I want to become like you, but can’t. So I can’t help but to hate you. That’s why it smells. There’s a rotting smell coming from my envy.”

• “There was once a time when I longed to be special. I believed that I had a special fate in store for me and that my life would be different than that of others. I told myself that I wouldn’t end up becoming average, no matter what.

To be average means to be comfortable. To be average means to not catch anyone’s eye. To be average means to be boring. To tell me then that I was average was a direct insult. I’m going to try my damnedest, just to become average. I’m even less than average right now.”

• “Everyone has their own circumstances to deal with. And until you know the circumstances they’re in, you can’t tell people how to live their lives. I’m sure you have something like that about you, too. Something that others can’t understand about you, but you can’t help. That’s why you can’t judge people willy-nilly…”
• “Sometimes, I want to cry out loud. I want someone to hear me crying. I want them to hear me cry, and tell me everything will be okay. I want someone to pat me on the back, and tell me that it’s not my fault.

Sometimes, I want to throw a tantrum. At a person, or at my fate. And tell them, “Stop it, already.” “Haven’t you done enough?” “Please, just spare me.” And… I’ll find hope, once more.”

• “I’d want telepathic powers. Having our feelings be conveyed to each other when we hold hands like this, wouldn’t that be cool? We’d never misunderstand each other, either.
  
  I don’t have that kind of superpower, and nobody has invented a machine that lets you do that. So what can we do, but communicate, even though words fail us sometimes?”
• "I thought to myself, “Why are they all trying so hard?” Life is more fragile than a cheap toy. So how is it that they all consider their lives to be that precious? I’m curious. I thought about why everyone is trying so hard to move forward. Even though they don’t even know what awaits them. I felt like people who plotted out a point somewhere and worked hard to get there seemed strange."
• “I thought that people only got lost when they tried to go somewhere. And I thought that people’s lives only got hard because they set objectives. But staying in the same place for too long makes you lose your way too, it seems.”
• "I may have been… stuck underwater all this time. As I slowly sank downward. So… who was the one who’d held me back all this time?"
• “Living life diligently sure is a lot of work. Should I just quit? What if I just keep trying my best, but this isn’t the right path for me?”
• “We don’t know what’ll happen, but don’t worry about it in advance. You can deal with that issue when the time comes.”
• "Breaking up with someone means that even if something good happens, you can’t be happy together. And that you can’t worry about them, even if something bad happens. The fact that you’ve broken up with someone means that you can no longer be curious about each other. The fact that you’ve broken up with someone means that the future that you’d imagined, with you being alongside them is something that you must give up on."
• "Friends shouldn’t photoshop the reality of their lives to one another. "
• "No incident starts out dramatically. Everything that happens in our daily lives is due to cause and effect. In retrospect, there were signs hidden everywhere. A small joke. A passing glance. The meaning behind a sigh that you thought meant nothing. If only I’d known what they’d meant, back then. But, just as foreshadowing only becomes obvious in hindsight, one only realizes the gravity of each passing second only after it’s gone. Thinking back on that day now… I may have set the stage for everything, despite not having any bad intentions."
• "I guess people’s memories really aren’t trustworthy."