However far I fall as long as there's so much as a thread left I will use it to climb. I'll take hold of it. I refuse to give up while I'm still human I can do that much. But every person must decide on his own whether to grab it.
I have a dream at last. The butterfly trapped in spiderweb has no wings. That butterfly is... me.
Death is like being born, but backwards. It only hurts for a little while, then a new life begins. A life with no sorrow, no pain, a glorious new beginning. A beginning that will last an eternity.
You give up your future, lose your dream, are stained with despair... yet at the same time, you shake off you past, fight reality, and never lose your nobility.
Love is a magnificent thing but, incidentally, it can also give birth to dreadful tragedy.
I prefer to have my nightmares with open eyes.
We have no need for the past. All we need are the present and the future.
To hate something that you used to love is such a painful feeling.
Love means money these days.
How sad it would be if laughter should disappear.
Those bound by superficial rules who do not use their pawns to the utmost are fools.
I have long forgotten how to laugh as if I were having fun.
Weak in order to love, strong in order to protect, both in order to stay at your side.
Poetry over philosophy. Embroidery rather than cooking. Dance instead of chess. Be an unknowing angel. Every girl born in the country of roses is raised by these three words.
Humans cannot reject temptation. When they are plunged into the depths of despair, likened to hell, they will hold on to anything that may help them escape from the situation they are in, even if it's merely a spider's thread, no matter what sort of humans they are.
Humans are easily tempted. When they are poised on the edge of hellish despair, and a spider-thin thread of salvation presents itself, they will invariably grasp it. No matter the human.
If we are to die one day, wouldn't it be better to have no regrets?
<About Ciel> He turns his back towards the light without hesitation. That figure that charges into the abyss at a dignified pace. How beautiful and foolish.
If you stick to a "lie", it'll eventually become the "truth". Only two kinds of people exist in this world, those who steal and those who are stolen from.