You asked about love. I don't know about love, Daphne. I just know I don't want anything but you. I don't want to anywhere but with you.

The treachery of demons is nothing compared to the betrayal of an angel.

Do you really want to know where we come from?" she said. "In every century, in every country, they'll call us something different. They'll say we're ghosts, angels, demons, elemental spirits, and giving us a name doesn't help anybody. When did a name change what someone is?

All my life, I've understood the nature of where I come from, but I never thought it might be wicked until now.

Let me tell you a little bit about demons. They love pain and other people’s misery. They lie when it suits them and don’t see anything wrong with it. They corrupt and kill and destroy, all without conscience. You just don’t have the capacity for something as honorable as loving another person.