When you do something because you're angry, you almost always do the wrong thing.

No one awakens in the morning thinking they will die that day. Not a saint or a sinner. Not even a condemned killer. We all know were mortal, and yet we all believe we'll live forever.

We all die. It's just a question of when and how horrible it's going to be.

Don’t be afraid, be terrified

Dive deep into the ocean, Sita, and you will find that the greatest treasures you find are the illusions you leave behind.

As to blood—ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am often thirsty.

The seconds tick. They always do. The power of an entire sun cannot stop them even for a moment, and so death comes between the moments, like a thief of light in the dark.