Top Osamu Dazai - No Longer Human - Inspiring sad Lines
Top Osamu Dazai - No Longer Human- Inspiring Lines
No Longer Human is a 1948 Japanese novel by Osamu Dazai. It is considered Dazai's masterpiece and ranks as the second-best-selling novel ever in Japan, behind Natsume SÅseki's Kokoro.
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“It was my last courtship for humans”
“I am convinced that human life is filled with many pure, happy, serene examples of insincerity, truly splendid of their kind-of people deceiving one another without any wounds being inflicted, of people who seem unaware even that they are deceiving one another.”
“For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the expression on people's faces.”
“Disqualified as a human being. I had now ceased utterly to be a human being.”
“My eyes would swim in my head, and the whole world grows dark before me so that I felt half out of my mind.”
“If my neighbors manage to survive without killing themselves, without going mad, maintaining an interest in political parties, not yielding to despair, resolutely pursuing the fight for existence, can their griefs really be genuine?”
“It occurred to me that prison life might actually be pleasanter than groaning away my sleepless nights in hellish dread of the "realities of life" as led by human beings.”
“Human beings never submit to human beings.”
“Show me what you've written," I said, although I wanted desperately to avoid looking at it.”
“My unhappiness stemmed entirely from my own vices, and I had no way of fighting anybody.”
“I smiled in my weakness.”
“I could believe in hell, but it was impossible for me to believe in the existence of heaven.”
“When I liked something I tasted it hesitantly, furtively, as though it were extremely bitter.”
“Not long afterwards we were married. The joy I obtained as a result of this action was not necessarily great or savage, but the suffering which ensued was staggering—so far surpassing what I had imagined that even describing it as “horrendous” would not quite cover it. The “world,” after all, was still a place of bottomless horror. It was by no means a place of childlike simplicity where everything could be settled by a single then-and-there decision.”
“I have frantically played the clown in order to detangle myself from these painful relationships, only to wear myself out as a result.”
