ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙʀɪɴɢs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ sᴏʀʀᴏᴡ. ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀɪɴɢ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʟᴀsᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɪɴ.
ɪ sᴇᴇ. ɪ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ. ɪᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ, ᴏʀ ʜɪs ɪᴅᴇᴀʟs, ᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇs ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀɴ.
Tʜɪs ᴍᴀɴ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ʜᴀs ɴᴏ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ.
ᵗʳᶦᵍᵘⁿ ᵐᵃˣᶦᵐᵘᵐ
I seek what I hide from, I long for what I dread, and while I flee from the unforgivingness of our world, I flirt with it in fictional landscapes. And the pain I tried to escape, I now embrace in the distractions that were meant to protect me from it.
ғɪɴᴀʟ ғᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ xᴠ
You need to realize just what you mean to the boys by your side.
Behind all the quips and laughs, I’m a mess of hang-ups.
Yet in spite of this, I would remain with you all. Until the very end.
Ever at your side.
The time we had together...I cherish.
ʟɪɴᴋ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ
Even if you could change things, who's to say they'd be better?
There is no inherent hierarchy in art. It’s all still art. Be it anime or Shakespeare.
I can't promise you forever, but I'll stay with you as long as I can.
Do you know why these messages were delivered?
It was not to save those who died. But to appease the memory of those who live.
The problem isn't your kindness, but the people who take advantage of it.
Just because you don't see any hope, doesn't mean there isn't any.
ᴄʟᴀɪʀ ᴏʙsᴄᴜʀ: ᴇxᴘᴇᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ 33
Sometimes, we paint the bars of our own prison.
What hurts more are the memories unmade. The conversations we’ll never have,
the time we’ll never spend. I want rage to consume me, anything to fill the hollow.
But rage won’t come. I just float in an endless nothingness.
You will smile the brightest smile. You will cry iridescent tears. You will know love,
and you will know pain. You will know loss all too well. Because we live in an
unforgiving world. But you are strong, and you will survive. You will struggle,
and you will learn. You'll find people to call your own. And you'll shine as their
guiding light. For you will change the world, and the people around you.
Art can be a window and art can be a mirror.
And great art, great art is both.
ᴛʀɪɢᴜɴ
I had this dream. It was terribly dry, even people's hearts. In a world like that...
I kept asking myself, why people would go on living?
It's alright to stop every now and again, if you want a moment's rest,
if you want to feel what other people feel.
It's only when I've eased the pain of another that my own becomes a little easier to bear.
For tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.
The dull, colorless feeling that settles deep into every emotion...I finally understood.
That pained, hopeless smile, was his way of painting a brighter color over it.
You'll end up alone. But you've always been alone.
ᴛʜᴇ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ʜɪᴋᴀʀᴜ ᴅɪᴇᴅ
For whatever reason, the place I belonged to became you.
And that…meant incredibly much..to me.
When I’m with him, I stop caring about what’s 'normal'.
It’s like he saves me somehow. To him, labels don’t mean anything.
Just having a place where we both belong, that’s all that matters.
Both humans and monsters can change, can’t they ?
I don't care what you are. It's better than not having you here. Way better.
sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏssᴜs - ɪᴄᴏ - ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ
In my memories, the monster always has kind eyes.
I, I’m a sacrifice. Because I have horns, see ? Children who grow horns
get taken to this place. Are you a sacrifice, too ?
You and my daughter inhabit different worlds, horned boy.
It is better to put him out of his misery than to exist, cursed as he is.
That place began from the resonance of intersecting points.
They are memories replaced by ens and naught and etched into stone.
Should you be alive, if it's even possible to continue to exist in these sealed lands,
one day perhaps you will make atonement for what you've done.
I’m going to live the way I want to. Even if I have to pay for it with my life.
ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɴɢs
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.
It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered.
Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end.
Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was
when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow.
Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out
the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you...that meant something.
I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness,
nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.
Don't go where I can't follow.
ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴛᴇʟɪᴇʀ
I ask to the sea where to go and where to be. It only waves back.
That hope still exists. Even if sometimes,
you must sink to the darkest depths in order to grasp it.
If I knew that I was never meant to be saved, I would've stayed far away from you,
the sky's kindest, most radiant star.
Every day I turned my gaze away from the encroaching dread...and for as long as
I was in the dark, I was happy. I greeted each morning with excitement.
For with the rise of the sun, came another adventure with you.
Happiness doesn’t lie in magic. It’s here, with you.
ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴍʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴠᴇ
We are not creatures of destinations. It is the journey that shapes us. Our callused
feet, our backs strong from carrying the weight of our travels, our eyes open with the
fresh delight of experiences lived.
An oath could be broken, but a promise? A promise stood as long as you were still trying.
A promise understood that sometimes your best wasn’t enough. A promise cried with you
when all went to Damnation. A promise came to help when you could barely stand.
Because a promise knew that sometimes, being there was all you could offer.
'You are normal,' Drehy said. 'Or rather, nobody is normal. Normal doesn't exist.
So if we slavishly try to dress ourselves to imitate it, all we're really doing is
becoming a different kind of abnormal - a miserable kind.'
ᴍᴜsʜɪsʜɪ
There is no place in this world where we do not belong. The same goes for you.
That means you belong in this world, no matter where you might be.
The sun rises today and sets again. A flower that bloomed in the morning, falls
from its stem. The sun sets today and rises again. Flowers bloom to fill the land,
but not the flowers of yesterday.
Taking a break is just as urgent a need in life as anything else.
I think it might not be that bad living in the dark, remembering the light.
It's hard to share one's perception. The same way it's impossible to convey
how something feels without them having felt it for themselves.
They exist without any goals or purposes aside from simply 'being'.
They are beyond the shackles of the words good and evil.
"Longing siezes people more powerfully than poison and more deeply than illness.
Once it catches hold of you, there is absolutely no escape. This is quite a "curse," and
yet the adventurers all willingly devote themselves to its pursuit. For them, a life without
longing is more terrifying than death itself."
"Time waits for no one."
"Sometimes you gotta choose one path or another and there's no way around it.
But you know what? Either path you choose is gonna make you hurt some
for want of walking the other."
"From the perspective of others I am part of the world, but when I observe the world
from my perspective I am nowhere to be found. To observe is to create perspective.
I can never cease to be the point of origin from my perspective. I observe that which
is not myself."
"I stopped watching for ridicule, the scorpion's tail hidden
in his words. He said what he meant; he was puzzled if you did not.
Some people might have mistaken this for simplicity.
But is it not a sort of genius to cut always to the heart?"
"What is a man but the sum of his memories?
We are the stories we live, the tales we tell ourselves."
"If we lived forever, maybe we'd have time to understand things.
But as it is, I think the best we can do is try to open our eyes,
and appreciate how strange and brief all of this is."
"We should not pretend to understand the world only by the intellect; we apprehend it
just as much by feeling. Therefore, the judgment of the intellect is, at best, only
the half of truth, and must, if it be honest, also come to an
understanding of its inadequacy."
"Never forget what it is like to see the world as a child, Senua : where every autumn leaf is a work
of art; every rolling cloud, a moving picture; every day a new story. We too emerge from this magic,
like a wave from the ocean, only to return back to the sea. Do not mourn the waves, the leaves and
the clouds. Because even in darkness the wonder and beauty of the world never leaves. It's always
there, just waiting to be seen again."
"Close your eyes. Count to one. That is how long forever feels."
"Everything that once lived, lives on forever in the eternity of time."
"But happiness is being able to hope, however faintly, for happiness.
So, at least, we must believe if we are to live in the world of today."
"I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions.
All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended.
One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so."
"All we have is the right to waver. Like stray dogs that have hit rock bottom."
Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʏɪɴɢ
Is ᴏɴᴇ ɪs ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅᴏ
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward
like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth.
That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding.
Who are we, who have been so blessed to share our stories like this?
To speak across centuries? Maybe you will answer all the
questions I have asked. Maybe you will be the one to make
all this suffering worth something in the end."
"What might appear strange to you is not necessarily a malfunction."
"Where in this world can a sane man be found? We’re the same. We’re all the same.
None of us understands what it means to love all. Or the meaning of life.
Or the meaning of death. Or the meaning of our own battles."
"Believing is really a
term of hope of wanting to believe."
"Your extreme rejection of and hatred for yourself is Narcissism.
Normal people aren’t that interested in themselves."
"Pain is a memory. You will live and you will struggle and you will find joy.
And you will remember your family from this breath to your dying days, because love
does not fade. Love is the stars, and its light carries on long after death."
"There are no happy endings, because nothing ends."
Avatar : Prompto & Noctis (art by v3raxyy)
