To hate something that you used to love is such a painful feeling.
We have no need for the past. All we need are the present and the future.
I'm afraid when something is truly lost, one can never get it back again.
Forget about revenge, and live on!
Only two kinds of people exist in this world, those who steal and those who are stolen from.
Humans are easily tempted. When they are poised on the edge of hellish despair, and a spider-thin thread of salvation presents itself, they will invariably grasp it. No matter the human.
There’s nothing more deceiving than an obvious truth.
Don’t cry; it’s pathetic. Crying won’t change anything. The world is never kind to anyone.
You struggle desperately, knocking down others in your way. You steal and are stolen from, you make endless excuses. And still, you strive to get over the hill and far away. I suppose that’s why humans are so interesting.
Hatred and sorrow are power; they are yours to control. All you have to do is turn them into strength, and use that strength to move forward.
Yes, my lord. I devote my entire being to you. Until the day that lies become truth.
I have long forgotten how to laugh as if I were having fun.
Words are cheap. There's no guarantee she won't tell anyone. Humans lie without a second thought. Including me, of course.
I prefer to have my nightmares with open eyes.
Death is like being born, but backwards. It only hurts for a little while, then a new life begins. A life with no sorrow, no pain, a glorious new beginning. A beginning that will last an eternity.
If you stick to a "lie", it'll eventually become the "truth".
The hungrier one is, the more satisfying one's dinner.
I was born to end up alone.
Pain tends to heal as time passes, but personally, I don't want time to heal my wounds. You may think you've escaped the pain and forgotten it, but that's nothing more than stagnation. You can't move forward without the pain.
Moping around with sadness and sorrow - what will come of it? Even dead people can do that. However, I'll live and stand on my own two legs. If we are going to die one day, wouldn't it be better to have no regrets?
I am not so noble that I would stake my life for someone else. Nor am I so forgiving that I would sit by and allow someone to trample me.
Once one has rejected faith, it will become impossible for him to enter the gates of Heaven.
If the king falls - this game is over.
Love means money these days.
Even though I dislike being kicked by others, I do enjoy the feeling of kicking others.