That’s family for you. Can’t live with them, can’t murder them.

The more powerful you become, the more others will find ways to master you. They'll do it through those you love and those you hate. They will find the bit and the bridle that fits your mouth and will make you yield.

She says that what you did was a cry for help." "It was," I say. "That's why I was yelling 'Heeeelp!' I don't really go in for subtlety.

Life is like licking Honey from a Thorn

It makes you a different person, to not have a past. It eats away at who you are, until what’s left is all construct, all artifice.

Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself.

I got bored," he says. "Besides, you know what's creepier than walking around your dead brothers' apartment? Sitting alone in a hearse in front of his apartment.