“Only after I became The weapon, this, instrument of the heavens, did I realize the meaning of life. Mankind would live on, leaving me mourning my sacrificed humanity, a casualty of my dance with the devil.”

“... the man took my passport and asked me the purpose of my visit, I wrote in my daybook, 'To mourn,' and then, 'To try to live,' he gave me a look and asked if I would consider that business or pleasure, I wrote, 'Neither.' 'For how long do you plan to mourn and try to live?' I wrote, 'For the rest of my life.”

“I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters and that it sis my duty ... This is my highest and best use as a human.”

“Life only has the value a person gives it. If I killed you here and now, yours would be worthless and no one would mourn you. Is that really what you want? (Sin)I don’t own my life. It means nothing to me. (Kish)Then it means nothing to anyone. But if you had your life again, would it still be worthless? (Sin)”

“If only they would all just leave me alone with my books and my letters, I would be content to let life, and the world pass me by”

“When I got off the plane, after eleven hours of travel and forty years away, the man took my passport and asked me the purpose of my visit, I wrote in my daybook, "To mourn," and then, "To mourn try to live," he gave me a look and asked if I would consider that business or pleasure, I wrote, "Neither." "For how long do you plan to mourn and try to live?" "For as long as I can." "Are we talking about a weekend or a year?" I didn't write anything. The man said, "Next.”