Hell is the absence of the people you long for.

No one ever thinks they’re awful, even people who really actually are. It’s some sort of survival mechanism.

Love is like the lion’s tooth.

If you are the light, if your enemies are darkness, then there’s nothing that you cannot justify. There’s nothing you can’t survive, because there’s nothing that you will not do.

Hell is the absence of the people you long for.

There are certain qualities of light that blur the years.

What I mean to say is, the more you remember, the more you’ve lost.