Novel & Cerita Itachi Quotes

Ito’s emotionless words were filled with murderous intent. The glasses around the cabin shattered instantly. It was enough to show just how terrifying he was. It was as if the place would be filled with corpses if he was enraged. Tenma instantly kneeled on the ground and exclaimed, “Mr. Ito! It’s not that I’m trying to disturb you! An ignorant man’s trying to go against you!” “Is that so?” Ito squinted, before slowly turning around. His body had not moved, but his head managed to turn all the way back.

Ito was filled with guilt as he said, “Sister, I was useless! I could not withstand any of his attacks at all!” “Ito, the difference between you and him does not lie in your techniques or moves. However, it is simply because he is no longer an ordinary warrior!”

"Tell Ichiro to kill Kiran." "Ichiro, he, he..." Aida stammered. "What's wrong with him?" Yasuda asked angrily. "Kiran, just kill me!" Ichiro begged, his voice pleading. On the other end, Yasuda was stunned, "Ichiro, you..." "Yasuda, sir, I've become a cripple!" Ichiro's voice was full of frustration and helplessness. "A cripple?" Yasuda thought he had misheard. Aida had already turned the phone camera towards Ichiro and the kneeling samurai.

I uttered with a small smile, feeling a little happy knowing that he's back in here again. "I'm not as selfish as you, Athijha." He said in a flat tone. "I'm not selfish, Quel." I whispered under my breath, I do not intend to make an argument so I said it in a way he would not hear but he did anyway. "A thief doesn't admit his crimes," He smirked while his eyes are like void, it's empty. "Deny it all you want, Athijha." "Shut up. Your voice makes me sick."

'It's been a while since I felt so good' Arata said in his head. Kirito drove through the streets with full speed, in a hurry to reach home. 'If love be insanity, then may I never find sanity again!' Vivian peeled an apple as she stood inside the kitchen. Kurosava stared at her while sitting on the dining table. He got up and slowly moved towards her. She kept the apple on a plate and chopped it into small pieces. He stood behind her and looked over her shoulders.

Luciano’s cold, cutting words echoed in my mind, steadily dismantling any lingering doubts. “If you want to survive in this unforgiving place, you have to fight for yourself and reclaim what’s yours,” he had said, his voice low and threatening. That chilling statement resonated deeply within me, serving as an unexpected wellspring of strength and determination. Each word became a mantra, propelling me to embrace my own power and resilience in the face of adversity.

I explained. "I'll tell you something my father always quoted to me: Fukushū wa samui kata ga ī.” "What do you mean by that?" "That revenge should be served on a cold plate and if you need all the damn support in the world to get rid of those miserable ones, do it, Sunday accounts," he offered, making me smile. What she lived, what she lives... If you make them burn, just make them burn. “Mi aiuterai a sbarazzarmi dei cadaveri?”

someone asked hopefully. “Not a chance,” she said. “What the fu—,“ someone else said as they looked in the room. “Another message?” She went back and looked and hung her head. “Yes,” she stated. “What does it say?” Mitsuhide, who was still at her back asked. “Wash away my guilt, and cleanse me from my sins,” she said. “It’s another quote from the sect.” “Are you sure?” Mitsuhide whispered in her ear.

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

Natsu was shocked by what he heard as they continued speaking, he knew that he was going to loose but he didn't realize that the guy he challenged was a monster. As he was trying to think of a way out, he remembered something his grandma said and this is how it goes "My dear child, don't be so afraid of a battle. No matter how impossible that battle is, don't ever be afraid of it. Instead you should try as hard as you can to win, and if winning looks impossible to you, then try to survive while thinking of how to win. Know that a man isn't born as strong as he is currently, he worked hard for it, and when you're ready to work on yourself, you will overcome every obstacle. Even if you lose or