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.

It is a true story, the monster said. Many things that are true feel like a cheat.

Without a filter, a man is just chaos walking.

And then his noise falls completely silent- And he stops struggling- And looking right into my eyes- He dies. My Todd dies.

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

We are the choices we make.

Things change, but they stay the same.