sunset, the end of life. i don't want it to be like this. morning. the beginning of a new day. the beginning of another terrible day. i don't want it to be like this.
blue sky. something warm. something unfamiliar. it terrifies. i don't want it. i don't want it to be like this.
that's it, that's it! i hate you all!
what do you want?
are you afraid of fear?
what do you dream of?
do you want peace of mind?
what do you need?
stop hating me.
stop despising me.
i'm afraid... of alienation.
i want... communication with other people and their recognition.
can i stay with you?
can i stay here?
do you love me?
do you love your mother?
do you want to be with your mother? no.
do you want to be with your father? no.
why? because i'm afraid.
i'm afraid of becoming unnecessary.
my personality might disappear.
and so... what do you want? the disappearance of fear.
what do you need? the disappearance of loneliness.
are you unhappy? to be happy, i need significance. i want to mean something. i want to be useful, to attract the attention of others.
you are looking for your own significance.
you must find it yourself.
you must understand for yourself what you mean.
that is why i pilot evangelion.
otherwise i will have nothing.
otherwise life is meaningless.
then what are you?
then what am i?
what am i?