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

I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia.

A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God.

It's not so," I said. "And how long do you think it will sustain you, feeling and seeing and touching and tasting, if there is no love? No one with you?

For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there was none.

And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt.

That was my nature - going from temptation after temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed.