How can one love the light and live in darkness?
A wet boy has a deader, an assassin has a target, because assassins sometimes miss.
Why is it, my shadow-striding friend, that we don't fear dreams? We lose consciousness, lose control, things happen with no apparent logic and abiding by no apparent rules.... We don't fear dreams, but we do fear madness, and death terrifies us.
And what fun is it being a genius if no one appreciates you?
A wolf can be a wolfhound, son, but it can never be a lapdog.
Life is empty. Life is meaningless. When we take a life, we arn't taking anything of value. Wetboys are killers. Thats all we do. Thats all we are. There are no poets in the bitter business.