The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

We don't say nothing more. What else is there to say? Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

Stories don’t always have happy endings.

And it’s a sad song, Todd, but it’s also a promise. I’ll never deceive you and I’ll never leave you and I promise you this so you can one day promise it to others and know that it’s true.

Sometimes people need to lie to themselves most of all.

Sometimes witches merit saving. Quite often, actually. You'd be surprised.

And the pain is too much it's too much it's too much and my hands are on my head and I'm rearing back and my mouth is open in a never-ending wordless wail of all the blackness that's inside me. And i fall back into it.