People who don't experience love are no less valid. You fear them simply because they are immune to powers that to the common person, are irresistible, and you fear the lack of power you have over them, for if love cannot stop them, what will? You do not hurt them because they are cold hearted and immoral, you hurt them because they have the potential to be and you are afraid of what they could do once they are.

If the world was fair, then none of this would have ever happened and we wouldn't be where we are, we wouldn't be in this much pain. But the world is not fair, and it never will be. At least not until we defeat those in power. Not until we become the leaders. The rulers, the lords, the gods. They will bow down to us. Not you, nor I, but the two of us, together. They will worship you and I, Aurelia. If you help me. Will you?

We are each children in some respect. You and I are the product of a corrupt society and the desperation to find good art in a world that gratifies businessmen. They are children of society, feeding into the endless circle of consumerism and greed while their leaders plot their deaths.

If heaven will not bow to me, then Hell shall stand by my side and help me burn it down.

We can make our mistakes and love each other despite how broken we are, how much we have hurt each other. We can love each other through the pain, because we a fighters, that is simply our nature. To keep fighting, no matter what. What does it matter if we do not fight for an honourable cause? You will be the death of me, and I you, and that is as honourable a death as any. I will die in your worship and you will die in mine.

You spoke to the devil last night and discovered that his voice matched your echo perfectly.

What is entirety, if not insufficient? I wonder a lot what the idea, the state of being whole, of being entire, truly means. When we speak of something in it's entirety, we are referring to the whole of it. But sometimes details are omitted and we do not get the entire story that perhaps, we deserve. Is it true of us, then, to call something entire if we are ignoring the more sinister truths behind it?

The greatest mistake of mankind was believing that there was only one devil, and that we were all separate from him.

You want to kill me, and I do not care, for no matter how you kill me, it will not make a difference, because I never wanted to live in the first place. Kill me and tell them that I fought. I will be remembered a fighter, and you will go down a hero. Kill me and be left with the memory, that you killed someone who wanted to die. Only your saints will know your sins, but they do not care, for theirs outweigh your own.