“Having no choice doesn’t seem fair.But having all of them isn’t really easier.”

“Don’t be afraid of the dark, Cas. But don’t let them tell you that everything that’s there in the dark is also there inthe light. It isn’t.”

“Anyway, life doesn’t work like that. It doesn’t care about fair or unfair.”

“I don't believe that." She seems like suck a force,this reasonable girl who kills with a turn of her fingers. She would have left all this behind, if she had the chance. "I honestly don't remember," she sighs "I don't think I was strong in life. Now it seems like I loved every moment, that every breath was charmed and crisp." she clasps her hands comically to her chest and breaths in deep through her nose, then blows it out in a huff. "I probably didn't. For all my dreams and fancies, I can't recall being...what would you call it? Perky?”

“I love her.” “She’s dead.” “That doesn’t mean to me what it does to other people.”

“I’m not a superhero,” I say. It’s an awful tag. It’s egotistical, and it doesn’t fit. I don’t parade around in spandex.”

“If people knew what I was up to, they'd probably try to stop me. The idiots would take Casper's side, and then I'd have to kill Casper and them after Casper bit their throats out. I'm no superhero.”