You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.

We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us.

But all morality is of necessity shaped by context. I'm not talking relativism, no. To ignore the context of a decision is in fact immoral.

An evil for these times destined to move through the world in handsome human guise.

I felt ravaged, and with both hands in a fantasy I reached out for her figure as we ran together through the meadow which belonged only to us and to which these others could never be admitted."Oh, inocent love," she said even as she drank from me, "oh, innocent innocent love."

Garden of Pain, I need you. What were the songs of beasts to the cries of sentient souls?

We all suffer under a curse, the curse that we know more than we can endure, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing we can do about the force and the lure of this knowledge.