“Come on, show me all you can do.”

“You understood my soul, I thought, and now others are coming only to sack my heart of all its riches. What am I to do? We argued, yes, you and I, but it was with loving respect, was it not? I cannot endure without you. Please come to me, from wherever you are.”

“Because I show you my pain, I do not of necessity love you.”

“Love me. You have destroyed everything! But if you love me, it can all be restored in a new form. Love me.”

“Maybe this is madness. Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.”

“-You are on the verge of being truly mad.-No, not at all. Look at me. I can tie my shoelaces. See?”

“That is the crowning evil, that we can even go so far as to love each other, you and I. And who else would show us a particle of love, a particle of compassion or mercy? Who else, knowing us as we know each other, could do anything but destroy us? Yet we can love each other.”