The world where you will go hand in hand with the Flower Maiden has ne — Wolf's Rain

"Dying or getting killed isnt something unnatural. Living aimlessly without a purpose is."

"I just realized. It’s not simply that we have a desire for paradise... Paradise is calling us..."

"There is no such place as Paradise. Even if you search to the ends of the Earth, theres nothing at all. No matter how far you walk, its just the same road, it just goes on and on. But in spite of that...Why am I so driven to find it?"

"When are we born? When do we die? Why are we born? Why do we die? The world has been destroyed and reborn countless times, always resurrecting from the ashes as Paradise. It has happened before, and it will happen again. An endless cycle of life and death. The world is a Paradise that was opened by someone, but this era too is almost at an end. We have acquired the means to exceed our natural span of life, never suspecting that the world itself was finite in its existence. This knowledge has left me in despair. My fate has fallen, and scattered like the petals of a dying flower. Like the blast from a sand storm, it has been worn down and weathered away. As if to be purified, the world will be encased in ice, so that it can return to the beginning once more. Paradise is a world that is opened by someone..."

"Everyones gonna die. Its a natural part of life. But if life has no purpose, youre dead already."

"I tell you now the words of Red Moon: From the Great Spirit was born the Wolf and Man became its messenger. The Beast lives his life in silence, abiding where the blessing of the blood of the gods is bestowed upon him. The White Flower, after winning the favor of the Lord of the Night, will share her scent. Preordained and eternal in countenance, her form is of a lily white supple maiden. She distills and condenses all of time, until it becomes a precious frozen mass. Only then will appear the wretched beast."