Death is the father of all fears. He is as inevitable as he is inescapable. Accept the fact that he will come for you, and eventually you will lose your fear of him, and your...

Money was our god, and we worshiped it with the blindness of true believers.

YOU SMELL OF BRIMSTONE AND BUTTHOLE! BEGONE, FOUL CREATURE!

I wanted to throw off the chains that bound me and give my entire being to someone. I wanted to know what it felt like to love another so much that the whole world came...

Never attempt to apply logic to madness, for there is none; it is the nature of madness to be illogical.