I am ten different kinds of badass now! [Alucard Hellsing]
Giving up is what kills people.
I wish I had been born a storm. No heart, no tears, just a terrible gale'd been good.
Heaven no longer exists, nor does the earth.
Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.
He who is neither human nor demon is not the dawn nor the dusk.