How could I possibly try to pretend the sunlight doesn’t exist, now that it’s taken so much of me?

I'm friggin' awesome! So screw the haters!

Mortals always want something more- they wish for money, but what they're really after is to be carefree. Power when what they really want is control. Beauty when they want love. Sometimes they know it, sometimes they don't

The cruelest thing, hope, the way it strings you along, the way it makes you believe.

I am confident, I am capable, and I will not wait to be rescued by a woodsman or a hunter.

This is why Caliban was a punishment. I realize it now - it's a beautiful, perfect world of nothingness. No connection, no longing, no . . . love. A world we're trapped in until we're needed here, a world we're condemned to while everyone we might care about forgets us.

Making fake promises while wearing a fancy dress... that isn't enough. Promises take more work than that.