“Are you reading this, human? I hope so. Becuase here is the truth.I am a werewolf. Quod Hominem, genus gerulfos, Warwoof, wehrwulf, wearul, varulv, garwall, garoul, warou, looup-garou. Lycanthrope. We have been known by many names over the centuries and none of them accurate, for we are neither wolf nor man but a breed apart. We have been with you since before the dawn of time.”

“I have known Nature. I have known Civilization. Civilization is better.”

“You are the best of us. We are the best of you. What becomes of us will, inevitably, become of you. That is why you should care. That is why I write.I end this chapter, then, with broken silence, broken vows, broken trust. Our secrets are yours now; I pray you use them well.”

“Nature is evil. Nature is conflict, violence, betrayal; worms that crawl through the skin and breen in the gut; thorns that poison; snakes that fight in writhing, heaving masses until all lie dead from another's poison. From nature we learned to tear the flesh off the bone and suck out the blook - and to enjoy it. Do you want to return to that state? I do not.”

“We do not stop. You all took the oath to come here. Hard work lies before us in breeding our new community. - Adrian”

“When we parted, she held on to me tight and said, "I love you, Logan. Don't let's lose touch.' I couldn't stop the tears and neither could she, so she lit a cigarette and I said it looked like rain wasn't far off, and somehow we managed to part.As I write this I feel that draining, hollowing helplessness that genuine love for another produces in you. It's at these moments that we know that we are going to die. Only with Freya, Stella and Gail. Only three. Better than none.”

“Wilderness gave us knowledge. Wilderness made us human. We came from here. Perhaps that is why so many of us feel a strong bond to this land called Serengeti; it is the land of our youth.”