If you don’t learn to laugh at life it’ll surely kill you, that I know.
Peter’s face clouded. “Everything comes at a price. Or have you not learned that yet?
This god of peace and love certainly likes to bathe the land in blood.
Demon or not, it didn’t matter, suffering was everywhere he looked.
Shit spews from your lips as from the ass of a pig.
She laughed and said not to confuse pride with nobleness.
Does mankind truly hate itself? How can one surmount such irreverence?
For the world is a hard place and nothing comes without a price.
How much blood will it take to make them stop? How many more children must die?