Live well, Ichigo. Live well, age well, go bald well, and die after me. And... if you can, die smiling.(Isshin Kurosaki)

Blooming under a cold moon, we are like fireworks... Rising, shining, and finally scattering and fading. So until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks... Lets us sparkle brightly, Always.

If it's me, it would be a waste not to dance no matter what.

Ikkaku: Rescue her? How many of you are here? Seven? Maybe eight? Ichigo: Five people and a cat

Live well, Ichigo. Live well, age well, go bald well, and die after me. And... if you can, die smiling.

Remember this well. There are two kind of fights. As long as we place ourselves in battle, we must always know the difference: fights to defend life... and fights to defend pride.

Death is not goodbye.

If I were the rain. . . that binds together the Earth and the sky, whom in all eternity will never mingle. . . Would I be able to bind two hearts together?

Noooo, there’s no way I, a mere handsome and sexy shopkeeper, could possibly have bankai!

We think a flower on a cliff is beautiful Because we stop our feet at the cliff's edge Unable to step out into the sky Like that fearless flower --Sosuke Aizen,Flower on the Precipice

Before facing you enemy, you must first face yourself.

As long as he does not convert it into action, it does not matter how much he thinks about this new repentance.

I'm a total performer.

A paradox is only a truth standing on its head to attract attention.

There is no silver bullet. There are always options and the options have consequences.

It was when reporters became journalists and when objectivity gave way to searching for truth, that an aura of distrust and fear arose around the New Journalist.

I tried, it was hard, I quit, the end. Story of my life.

You don't buy a Picasso because you love the frame.

The trick is to make sure you don't die waiting for prosperity to come.

The wonderful thing about books is you never run out of them, you can just keep going. So I'm always finding new writers, or old writers that I just happen not to have read.

The question of how and why the encrustations and rigidifications of human emotional life are brought about led directly into the realm of vegetative life.