How totally unexpected," he declared, then proceeded to faint from blood loss.

How did men believe in something that preached love on one hand, yet taught destruction of unbelievers on the other? How did one rationalize belief with no proof? How could they honestly expect him to have faith in something that taught of miracles and wonders in the far past, but carefully gave excuses for why such things didn't occur in the present day?

Personally, I say, "Out of the frying pan and into the deadly pit filled with sharks who are wielding chainsaws with killer kittens stapled to them." However, that one's having a rough time catching on.

I'm convinced that responsibility is some kind of psychological disease.

We were like deaf people trying to dance to a beat we couldn't hear, long after the music actually stopped.

Welcome, Ruin said, to godhood.

I am what the universe made me to be, my dear.