we reach with our hands and brush away the clouds and pierce the sky to reach the moon and Mars but we still can't reach the truth

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.

fear is dangerous but fear is good

Vehicular Darwinism based on survival of the quickest.

You need to understand that some comedy can have consequences.

That little word 'we' I mistrust and here's why: No man of another can say, 'He is I.' Behind all agreement lies something amiss All seeming accord cloaks a lurking abyss.

Love is for fools. It is a surging of blood in the loins ... there is no mystery, and no magic. Find someone else, my boy.

I have what passes for an education in this day and time, but I am not deceived by it.

The older I get, the less I suffer fools gladly.

Sometimes you've got to fight when your a man.

Diplomacy is a disguised war, in which states seek to gain by barter and intrigue, by the cleverness of arts, the objectives which they would have to gain more clumsily by means of war.

The way I think of the psychedelics is, they are catalysts to the imagination.