Quotes from Osamu Dazai

Kurbanlar. gerçek bir ahlak döneminin kurbanlar?. Asl?nda her ikimiz de buyuz. Bir yerlerde devrim patlak verecek: Ama eski ahlak ölçüsü yolumuzu t?kayarak yeryüzünde de?i?mez biçimde duracak. Oysa denizde ne dalgalar patlar. Devrime kat?lmadan dipteki sular sakin, uyan?k ama uyu?mu? gibi durur.

Something hard about her gives you the impression less of a beautiful woman than of a handsome young man.

Or maybe it's not about right and wrong at all but simply a humorous story suggesting that in our daily lives the people of this world abuse one another, punish one another, praise one another, and serve one another all on the basis of feelings—their likes and dislikes.

The incomprehensibility of society is the incomprehensibility of the individual. The ocean is not society; it is individual.

Ah, die Menschen, sie halten sich, obwohl sie sich nicht verstehen, obwohl sie ein völlig falsches Bild voneinander haben, ihr Leben lang für Busenfreunde und rezitieren, ohne je etwas bemerkt zu haben, einander noch am Grabe tränenreiche Abschiedsworte.

Communal living had proved quite impossible for me. It gave me chills just to hear such words as "the ardor of youth" or "youthful pride": I could not by any stretch of the imagination soak myself in "college spirit." The classrooms and the dormitory seemed like the dumping grounds of distorted sexual desires, and even my virtually perfected antics were of no use there.

It is only too obvious that favoritism inevitably exists: it would have been useless to complain to human beings. So I said nothing of the truth.

Long personal experience had taught me that when a woman suddenly bursts into hysterics, the way to restore her spirits is to give her something sweet.

I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the expression on people's faces.

Aunque llegue a salir, llevaré siempre clavado en la frente el cartel de loco; mejor dicho, de muerto viviente. Indigno de ser humano.

I should like to record that as I manipulated the peeling lacquer chopsticks to eat my jelly, I felt unbearably lonely.

Even if released, I would be forever branded on the forehead with the word "madman," or perhaps, "reject". Disqualified as a human being. I had now ceased utterly to be a human being.

Comprender los sentimientos de cualquier mujer es más complicado y desagradable que estudiar las emociones de una lombriz. Según mi experiencia, que viene de cuando era niño, cuando una mujer se pone a llorar de repente, lo mejor es ofrecerle algún dulce y enseguida mejora su humor.

My unhappiness was the unhappiness of a person who could not say no.

You miss her, don't you?" "Yes.

Even now, I barely have the strength to reread what I've written.

God killed me, and only after He had made me into someone entirely different from the person I had been, did he call me back to life.

Women don't know anything about happiness or unhappiness." "Perhaps not. What about man?" "Men only have unhappiness. They are always fighting fear.

Doesn't that mean in effect that i have no choice but suicide?

Mutsuzlu?um, reddetme yetene?i olmayan birinin mutsuzlu?uydu. Bir ?eyler teklif edilip de reddedince, kar??mdakinin yüre?inde de kendi yüre?imde de onar?lamayacak aleni bir çatla??n olu?aca?? korkusunu ta??rd?m hep.

To break free from this vexatious and awful never-ending cycle, this flood of outrageous thoughts, and to long for nothing more than simply to sleep—how clean, how pure, the mere thought of it is exhilarating.

There's nothing wrong in being a monster, is there? As long as we can stay alive?

Life itself is bound to be dreary if you carry a lot of baggage about.

For some reason, filters on cigarettes seem dirty to me. If you were going to smoke, then it had to be unfiltered. Smoking those Shikishimas throws a person's whole character into question.