“And I know now that all the time I was trying to getout of the dust,the fact is,what I am,I am because of the dust.And what I am is good enough.Even for me.”

“Don't try to tell me what I am because I know what I am not”

“Why am I talking about all this? Who am I talking to? I send out these words, these thoughts, simply because it is time. Time for what, I do not know and it does not matter because it is what I want and that is always reason enough for me.”

“What is there? I know first of all that I am. But who am I? All I know of myself is that I suffer. And if I suffer it is because at the origin of myself there is mutilation, separation. I am separated. What I am separated from - I cannot name it. But I am separated.”

“Madoka: I think it's because of your wish to protect me all this time that I am what I am now. And it's that "me" who has finally found an answer. So please... trust me.”

“Why am I trying to become what I don’t want to be … when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am.”