I'm always looking, and I'm always asking questions.

You think I live in the past. You don't understand that I actually change with every era, I always have as best I can

Oh, my darling, wish you were here! And my dark soul is happy again, because it does not know how to be anything else for very long, and because the pain is a deep dark sea in which I would drown if I did not sail my little craft steadily over the surface, steadily towards a sun which will never rise.

Thank God he killed the guy. Oh, now, wait a minute. What kind of a prayer was that!

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.

In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?

Suppose death had a heart to love and to release you, to whom would he turn this passion, would you chose a person from the crowd there. A person to suffer as you suffer.