Death Note Mello Quotes & Sayings

To hell with Kira.
What matters to me is L.
L — NisiOisiN

She was twenty-three years old. She never married, and her family shunned her. She refused to tell anyone who'd sired me, and took their disdain, their humiliation, without an ounce of self-pity. She did it because she loved me, not you. — Sarah J. Maas

Calla, Shay.' Anika said, ignoring their game of Let's Burn Holes in Each Other's Skulls with Angry Stares. 'This is Silas. The Haldis Scribe. — Andrea Cremer

There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines all our lives. — Josephine Hart

When I was 17, I met many artists, and it started to become this conversation with artists out of which all of my exhibitions grew. — Hans Ulrich Obrist

I was never one to sit down and write a plan for my future. — Jack Kilmer

I find myself often moved to tears by what is being written in front of me. Sometimes, I just sit on the couch and write the words down and cry because the beauty of the thoughts and how exquisitely they are being expressed. — Neale Donald Walsch

Dick" Counterfly had absquatulated swiftly into the night, leaving his son with only a pocketful of specie and the tender admonition, "Got to 'scram, — Thomas Pynchon

I have an almost religious zeal ... not for technology per se, but for the Internet which is for me, the nervous system of mother Earth, which I see as a living creature, linking up. — Dan Millman

We need to take on the teachers' union once and for all. — Chris Christie

Mogi: Greg Parker left the hideout a while ago and bought a large amount of food. He's heading back to the hideout now. And I've been able to ascertain that he purchased multiple boxes of the same brand chocolate.
Aizowa: That clinches it.
Ide: It feels a little strange that chocolate is the deciding factor here. — Tsugumi Ohba

Yes," Green cried. "I do love you. I love you, Mark. Fuck. Love you so much, baby. — A.E. Via

Oh, I almost forgot. In case that anyone besides big-headed Near or the deluded murderer is reading these notes, then I shall at least perform the basic courtesy of introducing myself, here at the end of the prologue, I am your narrator, your navigator, your storyteller. For anyone else but those two, my identity may be of no interest to you, but I am the world's runner-up, the best dresser that died like a dog, Mihael Keehl. I once called myself Mello and was addressed by that name, but that was a long time ago.
Good memories and nightmares. — NisiOisiN

In Italy, the Milanese are well organized but follow bourgeois taste. They adhere to certain codes of elegance, but not to individualism. — Christian Lacroix