“You're my insatiable blood thief and soul smasher.”

“Was it fair to say I didn't know the full state of my soul?”

“Dig deep, deep, my soul, to find the heart--the blood, the heat, the shrine and resting place. Dig deep, deep into the moist soil all the way to where they lie, those I love--she, Mother, with her dark hair loose and gone, her bones long since tumbled in the back of the vault, as other coffins came to rest in her spot, but in this dream I range them round me to hold as if she were there...”

“Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you of all souls! You.”

“My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death”

“And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my heart, no matter how lonely my soul, no matter how bruised my intellect and spirit.”

“I know nothing of god or the devil. I have never learned a secret nor found a cure that would damn or save my soul.”