What you wish for, what you most hope for - that is your greatest illusion.
But I wasn't a bad girl. I don't want to be forgotten. I want people to remember me.
Why am I talking about all this? Who am I talking to? I send out these words, these thoughts, simply because it is time. Time for what, I do not know and it does not matter because it is what I want and that is always reason enough for me.
It's ironic, isn't it? Our goal was great. Our path was dark.
No religion is perfect, not after man gets through with it.
I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.