Tite Kubo Quotes

They transact no public or private business without being armed.

Never unsheathe the sword except in self defense.

In school and college, there have been instances where I wish I knew how to defend myself.

I had to learn martial arts.

Self-defense...is the only honourable course where there is unreadiness for self-immolation.

Tell me some true things about fighting.''Tell me you love me.''I love you,' the girl said. 'You can publish it in the Gazzettino if you like. I love your hard, flat body and your strange eyes that frighten me when they become wicked. I love your hand and all your other wounded places.

Are you okay?" Daniel whispered, his voice soft, his lips so close to hers. "Yes." She could feel the beating of his wings. "You caught me." "I will always catch you when you fall.

When you protect yourself from pain, be sure you do not protect yourself from love.

He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.

When I hold you in my arms and I feel my finger on your trigger I know no one can do me no harm because happiness is a warm gun.

In a fight you don't stop to choose your cudgels.

When you're in love, you're so happy that you want to tell people about it. But now I have to censor myself. You need to protect the happiness you have.

When I'm in love with a woman, seeing her in something cozy makes me not want to let go of her when I'm holding her.

We can do without butter, but, despite all our love of peace, not without arms. One cannot shoot with butter, but with guns.

I've never been in a street fight.

If fear is the great enemy of intimacy, love is its true friend.

Kissing - and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing - is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.

My softer side? I mean, I like to snuggle.

I finally bought a gun because I said if I'm going to get it, I'm taking somebody with me.

I'll put it out there: I love getting hugs.

Obviously I'm not a violent person; I don't like violence, but I would definitely go into defending myself if the situation arose.

This is not a letter but my arms around you for a brief moment.

I had so many older brothers who beat up on me, so I'm a tough kid. I love mixed martial arts, weapons training, guns, knives, driving fast cars and motorcycles.

I'm a nice guy, but people want to kill me.

If you had no real training, if you hadn't spent years and years studying a martial art, how would you kill the bad guy?