Yes ...I am a demon. There's no way I could understand my prey, a human's sense of taste. What I understand is...only the taste of a human's soul.

Sometimes you must lose everything to gain it again, and the regaining is the sweeter for the pain of loss.

Heaven? That has no hold over me.

Of course, you always give 100 percent, but at a home race you're always more motivated, simply because you feel at home.

I'm young. I'm pretty. And I'm willing to burn the whole world to the ground to get what I want.

Oh, and one more thing: If I try something that I've never done before, something that's particularly difficult for me, and it doesn't work out, that doesn't make it a failure. The fact that I actually succeeded in finishing it makes it a huge success. Think of all the people who never even try.

She don't say a word, and she won't say a word until you kiss the girl.