Death Note Quotes Novels & Stories

Jace said and the other boys nodded. They weren’t fully wrong either because Axel and I had put on a small show so if anyone was paying attention they would have thought we were running out “oh and may I have the boys number” the detective asks and I nod sending him a small smile. He pushes over the pad and paper and I write his number down on it before sliding it back to him “thank you” he mutters with a smile and I nod sending him one back. “I wanted to let you know that the death of Mr. Bae wasn't the only death that occurred” he said and my eyebrows furrowed.

"Only the dead can't be questioned. Only the dead can't contradict themselves. And since death is inevitable… why not choose a quick one? Or would you rather be dragged through round after round of interrogation and torture? "Toni, the only question left is whether you have the resolve to execute the plan."

Leonhart stepped backward into the shadows, his red tie glowing eerily in the dim light. “Your father.” Elena’s heart stopped. “My… father is dead.” Leonhart smirked. “Is he?” Elena staggered backward. Holden caught her—again—arms instantly tightening around her trembling frame. Leonhart’s silhouette faded into darkness as he spoke one final sentence: “Prepare yourself. The dead don’t stay buried when debts are unpaid.” The alley fell silent. No bomb ticking. No sirens. Only the echo of a truth Elena never imagined confronting. Holden pulled her fully into his chest as she trembled violently against him.

I turned to them and they just smiled bitterly. ''Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude,'' I said, that quote from Anne Frank was stuck in my mind. That's the truth. We offer flowers to the dead as we felt the regret. While they were alive, we didn't get the chance to appreciate and be grateful for what they did in our life.

“Hahaha! This bunch of idiots! They tortured their own comrades to death!” “It’s too beautiful! Look at the lifeless look on his face. It’s so comical, and it’s so satisfying!” “Comparing IQ with the Death Inquisitor? You guys are still far from that! Just wait for your death!” “Why do I feel like all of this was planned by the Death Inquisitor? They seem to have fallen into a trap.” “Who knows? Anyway, my IQ isn’t high enough. I just want to see what happens to them. The more miserable their deaths, the better. Anyway, I’m enjoying watching it now! Give me some gifts!”

“Come on, just a sip.” “Oh…no.” I insist. “Yeah…I want to… feel this ‘feeling’ sober. I guess you could say that.” I finish as I gesture at the gravestones around us. “Nothing gets people recognising their mortality like the dead and dying.” He utters before taking a swig. “So, how do you deal with this?” “‘This’ as in existential depression?” “No!” I chuckle slightly. Have we ever had such a light conversation before? It feels good.

He replied, "Because you kept ignoring me. You've got my attention. No girls are able to ignore me. You will tell me your name." "Back off, Lucas. I'm not one of your bitches. You'll never get what you want. Over my dead body," I gritted my teeth. "Then why did you write my name all over your note?" he asked. I could tell he had a shit-eating smirk on his face even without looking at him. Self-righteous bastard. I wrote your name because it was a death note! I wrote down your fucking names and your life would be over within the next 40 seconds. The countdown started 40 seconds ago!

"All I want, the only life I want is to be with Quix." Death chuckled from his position on the wall. "You want to be with a dead man?" he demanded. "Quix is more than that," Holly pointed out. "He's sweet and gentle-" "And a killer," Lucifer added. "He's not," Holly said as she looked between the two. But there was something off with the way Death smiled at her. "He's not," she repeated. "His name isn't really Quix," Death spat out. "I suppose I'll allow it," Lucifer nodded to Death and the chains unraveled from him and the man fell to the ground. "However, if you attack her, you know that I will not show mercy."

“Does that help?” “Not really,” said Yuri with a light shrug. “But I’ll manage.” She noted the looks on the faces of Ren and Tohya. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything stupid.” She shook her head slightly before turning back towards Miki’s gravestone. “I’ve dealt with countless deaths throughout the years. What is one more? I am death itself.” She chuckled bitterly. “I probably sound heartless to you.” “Not really,” said Tohya, and Ren nodded. “It might be difficult for the civilians to understand, but this is the only way for us to live without being driven mad by the deaths that we are responsible for.”

She doesn’t want to lie but she definitely and absolutely doesn’t want to admit that she is still bothered by it. From: Death Note L Don’t think about it. Sleep now. Good night. See you tomorrow. :) Patrice smiled unconsciously. Just the thought of seeing L tomorrow is making her giddy. *Good night, Death Note.* She thought as she turned the lights off.