The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, all on a hot summer's day. The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts. The mad Queen said, "Off with his head! Off with his head! Off with his head!" Well... that's too bad... no more heads to cut.
People should learn that you cannot dwell in your past. One who dwells in the past hurts not only himself, but also the people around him.
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.
Although I’m weak and full of flaws, I will never stop moving forward. No matter who I am, no one other than myself will create my own existence. No matter what others may think or feel, I will still move forward as myself.
Someone once said, 'That place is engulfed in darkness'- however that does in no way mean that there was never any light.
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.
We are linked by our shadows, not by our light.
Dont try to excuse yourself by saying you're doing it for someone else's sake. - Break
Even if I'm to be tortured, to be mistreated, to be humiliated, Echo doesn't have a right to fight against it.
Let me give you a word of advice. A loyalty that holds fast will become a blade, and will some day pierce those you hold dear. Open both eyes wide. That is, if you… don’t want to end up like me.
Now now, Emily, it isn't nice to tell the truth.
She's stupid, isn't she, Emily?
The sight of a certain depressed-to-the-max head of seaweed has made me quite ill.
Echo is a servant of the Nightray house.
I want to know what it is, this 'sin' they say I've committed.
I was rejected, never given any expectations. ... Then at least, I won't be a burden to others. It's alright if the only one who hurts is me...!
There was a little girl, When she was good, she was very, very good. But when she was bad, she was horrid.
There’s no basis or anything. I just have this conviction that appeared inside of me which I have to follow.
Whether it's Vessaluis, or Nightray, there's no difference! I just want to be friends with you!
Of course. I loved it so much it made me want to spit on you!!
It's impossible to live without hurting others.
