Nana Osaki Quotes Novels & Stories

Matteo asked in frustration. "You cannot get your answer in a day Matteo, and neither can you see everything all at once," Nana sagely said. "Very well, Nana, what do you want me to do," Matteo replied. He has lived long enough with Nana to understand what she meant when she spoke in one of her wise ways. She was proverbial in telling him to calm the fuck down and get in line. Matteo realized that he needed to take a step back to see the bigger picture.

No matter how modern the woman was, and no matter how old I was. “Well, I do hope you were drunk, I would be worried even more if you danced on tables being completely sober.” She laughed, clearly loving this story about little old me. she might enjoy it… that doesn’t mean I have to… “Now, let me impart some wisdom into the mix,” Nana spoke, clearing her throat as she scooted a little closer to me and she placed her hand on my knee as she would always do whenever she wanted to give me some advice in life.

"You look like you've been dragged through a thorn bush, Hazel." "I brought you these," I said, managing a small, tired smile as I set the paper bag on her small table. I pulled up a wooden stool, sitting close enough to rest my aching head against her knee. "The city is stubborn today. But I'm not giving up, Nana. I promise you. I’ll find something tomorrow. I'll make sure we have enough." Nana’s hand was warm and calloused as she gently smoothed my tangled hair, her touch anchoring me to the earth. "Child, I told you not to worry your pretty head over things that haven't happened yet. We are alive. We are breathing."

She said and Old Nana smacks her head. “Ouch! Old Nana, didn’t you want to see my mate? Did you want me to dîè a virgin?” Liza asked with a pout. “I didn’t ask you not to find your mate, but you will meet your mate even without running away,” Old Nana said. “You mean I will meet my mate by staying in one place, why haven’t I met my mate, I am fûcking 22 years and I haven’t met my mate likewise Hazel” Liza replied. “Just believe you will meet your mate one day” Old Nana said. “I am tired of believing” Old Nana replied. “Old Nana I have a question”

she echoed, eager to hear more. Aunt Nana chuckled, her eyes sparkling with stories. "Indeed, each trinket carries a tale of its own." She picked up a small wooden box, revealing polished pebbles—tiny tokens of joy. Lifting one, she shared, "These are from my first trip to the ocean." Lila marveled at its size, whispering, "You've kept it all these years?" Aunt Nana grinned. "Memories come in all sizes, dear. These pebbles are time capsules, holding the wonder of that moment—reminding us that beauty often lies in the smallest things."

Another figure of herself in the mirror, seemed to say, "Nana, you're not really part of Takahashi. If so, how could even the man you've been calling 'Aniki' have the heart to erase some of your memories. And he told a cruel lie. by making you his fiancée, right?" "But... even though Kyosuke Aniki is evil, your papa isn't bad, Nana!" Another figure seemed to appear, oh my, it looked like Nana's other self, who lived behind the mirror. "Papa Kensuke sincerely cares for you. Despite his cruel attitude towards others," he continued. Nana is getting confused hearing her own inner war. Nana was so depressed that she created her own imaginary garden. However, the two figures of imagination did not

Nana asked him, “Why, aren’t you eating? Or are you going to Serenity’s shop to eat? Can I follow you?” “Don’t you want to meet your great-granddaughter as soon as possible? If you’re constantly following me to third-wheel us, you won’t be able to meet her even in a few years’ time.” “Wow, you’ve seen the light! Did the sun rise from the west? Or have I started hallucinating in my old age and heard wrongly?” Nana took her phone out and said to Zachary, “Zack, say that again a little louder so I can record that. When I’m bored, I’ll play it back to make sure I didn’t hear it wrongly.”

These were the words that Nana stated to me while displaying a hostile expression toward my direction and giving a commanding gaze into my eyes. "I'm so sorry, Nana, but I simply don't feel like doing anything anymore!" These are the words that i spoke while attempting to express my feelings and regret. Nana was taken aback by the final comment, which she found to be shocking. "I just cannot fathom the motivation behind your decision to withdraw from everything" Nana questioned me as she looked at me with an expression that suggested she was intrigued. "Because some of the situations surrounding me are making fun of me and making me feel useless, and some of them are even calling me weird..