Quotes from Natsuo Kirino

So if she couldn't even manage to get things right in her own family, why was she getting mixed up in Yayoi's affairs? At a loss for an answer

Ma non era per la sua ambizione che si era imbattuta in un atroce destino. La sua tragedia si era consumata perché lei amava profondamente un uomo che non sapeva amare. Naruse non aveva semplicemente ucciso Yoko, aveva ucciso l'amore.

was the first time I noticed that the men who embrace me, every single one of them, end up with an expression of emptiness when they are done, as if they have lost something. Maybe that is why I am always in search of a new man. Maybe that is why I am now a prostitute.

it did seem that the thing we are most proud of and the thing we are most ashamed of are but the front and back of the same coin. They torture and thrill all at once.

I don't know if foreigners will take to my novels or not. It may be that my books appeal only to a particular gender or age group rather than convey a more universal appeal.

A women who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people's evaluations.

I started writing juvenile novels around 1985. I never really thought of it as a career, but more as a way to make a living.

For a girl, appearance can be a powerful form of oppression. No matter how intelligent a girl may be, no matter her many talents, these attributes are not easily discerned. Brains and talent will never stand up against a girl who is clearly physically attractive.

It wasn't so much that I was afraid of the place itself, but I was afraid of the creatures who masqueraded as people.

In order to induce the process of decay, water is necessary. I think that, in the case of women, men are the water.

A woman who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people's evaluations. But no one can adapt perfectly to public opinion. And herein lies the source of their destruction.

Bye-bye. I'm off on a journey to the real world. 'Cause within this meta-reality what's real is this - my death.

I'm this superphilosophical kind of person. Stuck in a prison of abstract ideas and overpowering emotions, I have this personality that makes it really hard to survive.

My talent was the uncompromising ability to feel spite.

Friends are a weird thing. It seems like they know all about you, but then they don't understand you at all.

If people can't stand being alone, they have no choice but to die

In reality of everyday occurrences I've had to submit to people in order not to lose them. It's less the submission that bothers me, I guess, than how it makes my life miserable. And what happens if I can't forgive myself for making that choice? And what if, in order to keep on living, I have to continue to accept myself? What am I supposed to do? Conclusion: It'd be best if I'm destroyed. The best thing is for me just to vanish.

I suppose I'm the one responsible for destroying myself.

You know," she murmured, "we're all heading straight to hell." "Yes," said Masako, giving her a bleak look. "It's like riding downhill with no brakes." "You mean, there's no way to stop?" "No, you stop all right - when you crash.

A women who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people's evaluations.

When stones lying warm in the sun were turned over, they exposed the cold, damp earth underneath; and that was where Masako had burrowed deep. There was no trace of warmth in this dark earth, yet for a bug curled up tight in it, it was a peaceful and familiar world.

I'm still afraid of being totally honest. I'm more afraid of this than dying.

Let's face it: the world is twisted. And rotten.

I was in a self-induced depression. Welcome to me Real World.