All you will get from me is death.

He only wished to fight and cultivate an anger toward me, thus alleviating his guilt, but I would not abet him in this.

I do not know what it was about that boy but just looking at him, even I wanted to clout him on the head. It was a head that invited violence.

...I am happy to welcome you to a town peopled in morons exclusively. Furthermore, I hope that your transformation to moron is not an unpleasant experience.

It is hard to find a friend,' I said. 'It is the hardest thing in this world,' he agreed.

It is true, I thought. I am living a life.

Our blood is the same, we just use it differently.