We all labor against our own cure, for death is the cure of all diseases
We all labor against our own cure, for death is the cure of all diseases
We're all hunters in my family, you know. Deer, ducks…damsels.
Sometimes, the only way to make your dreams come true is to shatter them.
You are fifty different kinds of twisted.""Only fifty? Val, you wound me.
The dark clouds make the black sea. (Les nuages noirs - Font la mer noire)
The light in your soul is far greater than the darkness. Shine your light.
What about the future?""We'll talk about the future when it gets here.
He was abominable...and the most alluring, tortured soul I'd ever met.
Call it sentimentality. Call it curiosity. Just don't call it madness.
I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging
What about nightmares? Have you experienced sexual dreams of a dark nature?
A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
Vengence, betrayal, and love they all are synonyms for the same word: fake.
The things I've bought from strangers in the dark would curl your hair.
When you die, the only kingdom you'll seeIs 2 foot wide and 6 foot deep