“I suddenly wondered whether Mother might not actually be happy now, whether the sensation of happiness might not be something like faintly glittering gold sunken at the bottom of the river of sorrow. The feeling of that strange pale light… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
I want to spend my time with people who don't look to be respected. But such good people won't want to spend their time… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“Disqualified as a human being. I had now ceased utterly to be a human being.” — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
I was afraid to board a streetcar because of the conductor; I was afraid to enter the Kabuki Theater for fear of the usherettes… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“Tomorrow will probably be another day like today. Happiness will never come my way. I know that. But it's probably best to go to… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“When I pretended to be precocious, people started the rumor that I was precocious. When I acted like an idler, rumor had it I… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
One day, I went to a soba restaurant outside town, and while I was waiting for the zarusoba I opened an old graph magazine.… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“I feel so unhappy.” I am sure that this one phrase whispered to me would arouse my sympathy more than the longest, most painstaking… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
I soon came to understand that drink, tobacco and prostitutes were all great means if dissipating (even for a few moments) my dread for… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“Of late a gloomy rain has been falling almost incessantly. Whatever I do depresses me.” — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“All I feel are the assaults of apprehension and terror at the thought that I am the only one who is entirely unlike the… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
Last year nothing happened The year before nothing happened And the year before that nothing happened. — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
