“I wept to think that life went on even when so much had been lost, that rain still fell and myrtle grew between the rocks.”

“The wickedness of the world was a part of creation, I knew this, and the Angel of Death had been created on that day when life first appeared, yet i was embittered, I wept for what i had lost and what the world had lost and would yet lose again.”

“I knew what it was to yearn for a life so distant it seemed that it had never been anything more than a dream.”

“I thought you were supposed to be the champion of your people,' I said.I live because I need to do that. For anyone who is left.'Don't you see? No one will be left. Protect them now or there will be no one to protect!' This is a battle that goes on and on. It never ends. You're too young to understand.No! You're too much of a coward to fight.'I was sick of lies and secrets and of battles so old we had to erase who we were to fight back. And still we lost. Still we were tied to posts.”

“How could I have been so stupid to ignore everything I’d had in my life? The color red alone was worth kingdoms.”

“What was a demon but a lost soul, one that had been forced to use his skills to survive.”

“People hide their truest nature. I understood that; I even applauded it. What sort of world would it be if people bled all over the sidewalks, if they wept under trees, smacked whomever they despised, kissed strangers, revealed themselves?”