Kamisama No Memochou Quotes
Human emotions are ambiguous. A person can have contradicting feelings. I know how they are capable of creating lies and pain when reflected in the real world. That's why we have words. Words are brutally precise. They give form to feelings while mercilessly killing anything left un.
A detective must become nothing more than an advocate. We must never put words to the feelings that failed to take form.
NEETs aren't people who can't do or won't do things. The only difference is the rules. Because we're playing with different rules, we're forced to do things differently. The participants are disoriented. They frown. Then they are discouraged by labeling and stereotyping and find comfort in isolation.
The crowd of people looks just like pixels in a picture to me. A single pixel is meaningless. But add two, three and four... They pile up rapidly until they ultimately form a picture. But I've never seen that picture.
There are only two professions in the whole world that give meaning to those who have died and what have been lost... They're writers and detectives. Writers are the only ones able to revive what was lost through their visions. Detectives are the only ones able to dig up the grave and bring back lost information. But the information us detectives dig up is nothing more than the truth as recorded in Heaven's Memo Pad.
True detective work is beyond the general masses. After all, we're advocates for the dead. We dig up what was lost to the grave and hurt the living to defend the honor of the dead. And we humiliate the dead to comfort the living.
A normal detective eavesdrops, goes on stakeouts, and gathers information by foot to find out what they're looking for. But a NEET detective can search the world over to find the truth without stepping out of their room!
NEET is not a stereotype. It's a way of life.
I've been looking out at the world through windows I've opened across the net. It's an extremely close-minded and twisted world.
The human mind is uncertain things. Within mind, even contradictory thoughts may coexist.
What do you think killed the most people in history? It wasn't explosives or drugs. It was information. To know is to die.
Her dad He'd always tell me that family isn't about being related by blood. Living under the same roof and caring for each other is what family is all about.
What takes reason a hundred years to build a bridge to only takes the wings of faith a single night to reach.
Broken promises, regardless of how horrid transform into rage that stinks to the ocean floor. Through those bonds, we're drawn together countless times.
As of this moment, you're my official assistant. Your arms, your legs, your eyes, your ears, your throat, your nails, your teeth, and your tongue. Even the last drop of your blood. They all belong to me now.
There wouldn't have been a bright future if I had died or I had been the only one to survive.