They say when a parent dies, a child feels his own mortality. But when a child dies, it’s immortality that a parent loses.
Don’t make me kill you… again.
I have long stopped asking why the mad do mad things.
There isn’t a closed door in the world that beauty can’t open.
It was Michael who made me realize that I was put on this earth to raise the monsters.
Is there anything more wonderful than the promise of a new child? Or more heartbreaking when that promise is broken?
I questioned my sanity when I first found out. But this house, this house will make you a believer.
From blood and pain come perfection.
