The rain drags Black Sun down, but the rain dried by White Moon.

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.

The true start-up of a business is what happens before you start-up.

I thought it would teach them a thing or two about empathy, and friendship, and loyalty. As it turns out, Jack Will didn't need to learn any of these virtues- he already had them in abundance.

Failure is delay but not defeat. It is a temporary detour not a dead-end street.

I'm proud - or really more thankful than anything - for all the work that I've gotten.

Bob Dole is not a romantic, at least not an immediate one. Bob Dole is not one to waste a lot of time on metaphor.

People change, they grow.

I feel like battle rap is as popular as it's ever been, today. With Total Slaughter it's getting real popular.

The future cannot be predicted, but futures can be invented.

I love orchestrating music and conducting and being on Broadway.

What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o'er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?