How do you accomplish anything in this life? By craft. By stealth. By poison. By the throat quietly slit in the dead of the night. By the careful and silent accumulation of power.
Flint is the heart of the world.
Do not weep. I have learned that skill. It brings no solace.
Different aromas make you feel differently.
Cornered animals are the most dangerous.
Anyone who’s kind to the suffering deserves a proper place in the museum.
After all, it is our memories which make us monsters, is it not?
Your first born has returned… Father.
You think you’re going to be a hero. You are not! None of us are!
You may be done with Hell, but it is not done with you.
You may as well read the Bible for its history which, it goes without saying, is a fool’s errand fit only for idiot children.
You can’t die until you’ve served your purpose.
