Silence isn't golden, it's deadly. It's a vacuum that fills up with ghosts.

Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love

When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesn’t even bother trying. Savage Mac wants to invite it to come out and play. I think she’s nuts. Nuts, I tell you.

Truth hurts. But lies can kill.

I see God in a sunrise, not in repetitious ritual.

Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. Dying for someone isn't the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain...Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That's the hard thing.

She's too young. Too innocent. Too human. For what I'm becoming.