Happiness is like the first blissful intoxication of morphine.It doesn't last very long..

And it's really very difficult to kill someone when all your inner instincts would oblige you to take off your hat first!.

I can make anything disappear, if I really want to..

Memories are like fireflies darting across the surface of my mind, showing me here and there images so sharp and vivid that I catch my breath in wond….

None of us can choose where we shall love..

In point of fact I was a perfectly devoted and dutiful little Catholic—until the day I learned that animals have no souls..

Killing is like riding, you see. One never really loses the knack..

I had reached up and pulled the castle of dreams down around him..

Death was the ultimate power and I his eager, willing apprentice..

My mind has touched the farthest horizons of mortal imagination and reaches ever outward to embrace infinity. There is no knowledge beyond my compreh….

I have often thought I would have been quite happy as a spider.Even a spider has the right to a mate..

Great beauty is often perceived by human senses as pain..

Night after night the nightingale came to beg for divine love, but though the rose trembled at the sound of his voice, her petals remained closed to ….

All beauty must have its imperfections, all happiness its share of sorrow..

She wanted an Angel of Music . . . an angel who would make her believe in herself at last. I'd been the Angel of Doom for the khanum. There was no re….

Hell is not a place, it's a state of mind and body; hell is obsession with a voice, a face, a name..