What is this "heart"? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?~ulquiorra

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.

When the crucified Jesus is called "the image of the invisible God, " the meaning is that THIS is God, and God is like THIS.

If there is no friendship with them [the poor] and no sharing of the life of the poor, then there is no authentic commitment to liberation, because love exists only among equals.

When one admires an artist it is important not to know him personally.

An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie for an excuse is a lie guarded.

The unknown is the governing principle of war.

The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.

I remember the day when they sold Brian Deane and Jan Aage Fjortoft. It was like when President Kennedy got shot.

It is a greater joy to see the author's author, than himself.

You know what rumors are like-like a jar full of moths. Once they escape, they're all over the place.

True friends say good things behind your back and bad things to your face.