Reiri Fujiaki

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l’esprit de l’escalier [les-pree de less-kay-ee-yeh]

Happiness for a reason is just another form of misery because the reason can be taken away from us at any time.

For in our era all are isolated into individuals, each retires solitary within his burrow, each withdraws from the other, conceals himself and that which he possesses, and ends by being rejected of men and by rejecting them. He amasses wealth in solitariness, thinking: how strong I am now and how secure, yet he does not know, the witless one, that the more he amasses, the further he will sink into suicidal impotence. For he has become accustomed to relying upon himself alone has isolated himself from the whole as an individual, has trained his soul not to trust in help from others, in human beings and mankind, and is fearful only only of losing his money and the privileges he has acquired. In every place today the human mind is mockingly starting to lose its awareness of the fact that a person’s true security consists not in his own personal, solitary effort, but in the common integrity of human kind.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.

Do something instead of killing time, because time is killing you.

The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself.

Hm. Manipulating others into giving ‘you’ money? Rika wasn’t sure if she’d meant ‘you’ in a general sense or her, specifically. Did Reiri think she was a fortune teller? That would be funny! 

Reiri just stared at Rika for a second as if she had just said the stupidest thing she ever could.

Had there been an axe handy, a poker, or any weapon that would have gashed a hole in his father’s breast and killed him, there and then, James would have seized it.

Reiri-san seemed positively determined not to enjoy life in any way whatsoever. And maybe it was true that some talents were more… talent-y than others, but still! Rika tilted her head slightly.

Reiri scoffed again, what an idiot. Really she couldn't believe she had to explain this all to her.