He was Death, and he'd ridden in on a pale horse.

My father used to say that it’s not enough to just beat an attacker off. You have to hurt them enough that they’ll know not to tangle with you anymore. Or preferably kill them. (Wren)

There is more than one kind of death? (Kat) Yes. Cowards aren’t the only ones who die a thousand deaths. Sometimes heroes do, too. (Sin)

You know, the thing about life and love is that they are both ever-changing while people seldom are. (Acheron)

Safe. No one ever is. No matter how hard we try. No matter how much we plan and prepare. There will always be an enemy at the door and a storm trying to knock us down. Life's not about security. It's about picking up the peices after it's all over and carrying on.

Want a closer look? (Tate) Like a screwdriver through my eye socket. Sure, let’s have a look-see. (Simone) Ooo, welcome back, Ms. Snark. I’ve missed you. (Tate)

No misery or bad situation is ever infinite or final until we make a conscious decision for it to be so. ~ Inferno