“Strange, i thought i knew you well, thought i had read the sky, thought i had seen a change in your eyes.”

“So then I though I'd make some plans, but Fire thought she'd really rather be Water instead...”

“From the ancient Inanna forcing herself to the underworld to visit her sister, Ereshkigal— passing through the seven gates of the underworld and then being hung on a hook, rotting— where she had to look at her sister, and her sister had to look at her. Both needed to see inside themselves, to see inside their own shadows. To come to terms with who they really were, not who they thought they were.”

“Never was a cornflake girl;Thought it was a good solution: hanging with the raisin girls.”

“On bad days I talk to Death constantly, not about suicide because honestly that's not dramatic enough. Most of us love the stage and suicide is definitely your last performance and being addicted to the stage, suicide was never an option - plus people get to look you over and stare at your fatty bits and you can't cross your legs to give that flattering thigh angle and that's depressing. So we talk. She says things no one else seems to come up with, like let's have a hotdog and then it's like nothing's impossible.She told me once there is a part of her in everyone, though Neil believes I'm more Delirium than Tori, and Death taught me to accept that, you know, wear your butterflies with pride. And when I do accept that, I know Death is somewhere inside of me. She was the kind of girl all the girls wanted to be, I believe, because of her acceptance of "what is." She keeps reminding me there is change in the "what is" but change cannot be made till you accept the "what is.”

“Look I'm standing naked before youDon't you want more then my sexI can scream as loud as your last oneBut I can't claim innocenceOh GodCould it be the weatherOh God Why am I hereIf love Isn't foreverAnd it's not the weatherHand me my leatherI could just pretend that you love meThe night would lose all sense of fearBut why do I need you to love meWhen you can't Hold what I hold dearOh GodCould it be the weatherOh God Why am I hereIf love Isn't foreverAnd it's not the weatherHand me my leatherI almost ran over an angelHe had a nice big fat cigar"In a sense" he said "You're alone hereSo if you jump you best jump far"Oh GodCould it be the weatherOh God Why am I hereIf love Isn't foreverAnd it's not the weatherHand me my leather”

“I think you have to know who you are. Get to know the monster that lives in your soul. Dive deep into your soul and explore it. I don’t want to renounce my dark side. The truth has always held an enormous interest for me.”