“Curses of vanished elders echoed down on me; too pretty, too soft, too pale, eyes far too full of the Devil, ah, that devilish smile”

“I had wanted to say that my song was far too painful to sing.”

“Anger is too pathetic. Anger is as weak as fear.”

“I know nothing, because I know too much, and understand not nearly enough and never will.”

“I was too miserable to take much consolation just from feeling good for a moment in a welter of shudders and salted, bloodstained tears.”

“Master, the paintings, the paintings in the storage rooms!" I cried."Forget the paintings. It's too late. Boys, run from here, get out now, save yourselves from the fire."Knocking the attackers back, he shot up the stairwell and called down to me from the uppermost railing. "Come, Amadeo, fight them off, believe in your strength, child, fight.”

“You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die.And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up.”