“The demon got up. The demon said Fool. To think you can eat their food and not talk to them. To think you can take their money and not be afraid of them. To think you can depend on their company and not suffer from them.”

“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.”

“Let them think you a demon or a god,” she said. “Let them fear you. It does not matter.”“It matters a great deal to me,” he snapped.”

“Looking can make you want. Wanting can get you thinking. If you want them to stop thinking, just give them what they want.”

“On calm days, you always think you've conquered them. You think that in the end you've finally done them in.That you've got rid of them for good, now and forever.But that seldom happens.Most of the time, the demons are still there, lurking somewhere in the shadows.Tirelessly waiting for the moment when our guard drops.And when love goes away...”

“You can not libel the dead, I think, you can only console them.”