"For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror we can just barely endore, and we admire it so because it calmly disdains to destroy us."

"All for those masks who linger onto feast at hight upon the pure sea."

"How is it possible that the one you love the most is also the person what hurts you the most?"

"To fear love is to fear life...and those who fear life are already three parts dead, I love you and although my love for you is what keeps you alive...it is also which kills you..."

"Why do we finally realize the meaning of what we have until after we lost it?"

"His gruff tone was enough to make me crave sweet death, sweet frustration, sweet candy smothered suicide."