The desert surrounds your every step and you walk forever a thirsty man.

Yet, ironically, it is her very wretchedness that makes me pity her so. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know what to do!

Before I begin, may I ask how old you are?" "You may ask." "How old are you?" "It's none of your business

It's ironic, isn't it? Our goal was great. Our path was dark.

We're not gods, Julia. We're helpers. That's all. People have called us terrible things in the past. But that was only because they didn't understand us. That understanding is for the future, a time not long from now. You may live to see it. Then perhaps you can work openly, but for now, keep your gifts to yourself. Never flaunt your abilities. Never think you hold the power of life and death. Only God has that power. When it's a person's time, nothing can save them.

There would be a trial and there would be a judge. The only problem was, there could only be one sentence.

Love me...I am not evil.