One day, I went to a soba restaurant outside town, and while I was waiting for the zarusoba I opened an old graph magazine. There was a picture of an exhausted, lonely kneeling woman who wore a checked patterned yukata after the tradegy of a large earthquake. With the intensity of my chest ready to burn up, I fell in love with that poor woman. I also felt a horrifying desire for her. Maybe tragedy and desire are back to back to one another.
Now even if I die, no one will be so grieved as to do himself bodily harm. - Osamu Dazai
Now even if I die, no one will be so grieved as to do himself bodily harm.
- Osamu Dazai
Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit. - Osamu Dazai
Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit.
The real things are apt to be deviant. - Osamu Dazai
The real things are apt to be deviant.
I like roses best. But they bloom in all four seasons. I wonder if people who like roses best have to die four times over again. - Osamu Dazai
I like roses best. But they bloom in all four seasons. I wonder if people who like roses best have to die four times over again.
For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the exp… - Osamu Dazai
For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the exp…
It would seem that the more irresponsible and crafty one is, the more likely one is to have a talent for storytelling. - Osamu Dazai
It would seem that the more irresponsible and crafty one is, the more likely one is to have a talent for storytelling.
The weak fear happiness itself. - Osamu Dazai
The weak fear happiness itself.
I must go on living. And, though it may be childish of me, I can't go on in simple compliance. From now on I must struggle with the world. I thought … - Osamu Dazai
I must go on living. And, though it may be childish of me, I can't go on in simple compliance. From now on I must struggle with the world. I thought …
What uneasiness lies in being loved. - Osamu Dazai
What uneasiness lies in being loved.
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