Stand up! lift your faces! Take up your weapons! Look at that boy. He's so weak and fragile a breath could blow him away and he's unarmed! He is a powerless boy, whose defeat I have seen with my own eyes! He's weaker than anyone else here! Yet he's shouting louder than anyone that we can still do this so how can we sit down, with downcast gaze? If our weakest man has not given up how is kneeling in defeat acceptable for us? Did you come this far to wallow in shame?
If I suddenly showed up, would I bother him? Surprise him? There’s no way we could meet. But what if we did? What should I do? Would I annoy him? Would it be awkward? Or maybe… He’d be a bit glad to see me?
Once in a while when I wake up, I find myself crying. The dream I must’ve had, I can never seem to recall...But the sensation that I’ve lost something lingers for a long time after I wake up.
Hotaru, do you think the day will come that I'll lose it (the ability to see spirits) as well? A one-sided visit and troublesome days...is that freedom? or...At that time, a small firefly (Hotaru) passed by and whispered something to me. But I could not understand the words of a bug. Farewell, Hotaru. I wonder if that person understood...just that person.
We probably are. I can't explain it very well, but it seems that lately it doesn't matter, human or spirit. If your hearts touch, it's the same thing. When you're all alone, you get lonely, and the first step is always scary.
People who’ve had lots of failures talk about those failures as if to imply that if they have another life, they’ll be a big success. After facing all that hardship, they think they won’t mess up again. But they’re all - me included, of course - making a fundamental mistake. Failures know a lot about failure, sure. But knowing failure is completely different from knowing success. Fixing your mistakes doesn’t mean success takes their place - you’ve just got a point to start at, is all. That’s something failures don’t understand.
"If you close down the way to your own path, it will always open up. That's why this isn't a song of ending. It is a new encounter. A song of beginning."
I really do like you. You pissed me off, so I considered giving up for a minute, but I'd never lie about my feelings. So I won't quit. Even if you don't believe me now, I'll keep saying it until you do! I'll keep trying! This isn't over!
