Killing is like riding, you see. One never really loses the knack.

And it's really very difficult to kill someone when all your inner instincts would oblige you to take off your hat first!

Great beauty is often perceived by human senses as pain.

I have often thought I would have been quite happy as a spider.Even a spider has the right to a mate.

I can make anything disappear, if I really want to.

Hell is not a place, it's a state of mind and body; hell is obsession with a voice, a face, a name.

All beauty must have its imperfections, all happiness its share of sorrow.