Hell is not a place, it's a state of mind and body; hell is obsession with a voice, a face, a name.
I had reached up and pulled the castle of dreams down around him.
Happiness is like the first blissful intoxication of morphine.It doesn't last very long.
Great beauty is often perceived by human senses as pain.
Death was the ultimate power and I his eager, willing apprentice.
Killing is like riding, you see. One never really loses the knack.