â your world isnât for people like me. â
â i will always hate you, i vow it.â
â iâm having a premonition. weâre going to have fun tonight. â
â dirt. itâs where you came from. itâs what youâll return to soon enough. â
â i hate you so much that sometimes when i look at you, i can hardly breathe. â
â youâre better off being scared. â
â youâre no killer. â
â horror of horrors, you might actually have a good time! â
â thereâs always something left to lose. â
â i am done with being weak. i am done with being good. i think i am going to be something else. â
â only idiots arenât scared of things that are scary. â
â how can anything done in the service of a noble cause be wrong? â
â get down on your knees. beg. make it pretty. flowery. worthy of me. â
â i have made myself less. i have made myself small, i have kept my head down. iâm not going to do that anymore. â
â desire is an odd thing. as soon as itâs sated, it transmutes. if we receive golden thread, we desire the golden needle. â
â i will never be cruel to you for the sake of delighting in it. â
â our lives are the only real thing we have, our only coin. we get to buy what we want with them. â
â youâre a story that hasnât happened yet. i want to be part of the unfolding of the tale. â
â poison might be a cowardâs weapon, but itâs an effective one. â
â being born mortal is like being born already dead. â
â may your hands always be stained with blood. may death be your only companion. â
â do you love me enough to give me up? â
â if you hurt me, i wouldnât cry. i would hurt you back. â
â half a plan is good enough. â
â i killed him, and then i buried him. so believe me when i threaten you. â
â true power isnât granted. true power canât be taken away. â
â i challenge you to a duel. for my honour, which was grievously betrayed. â
â was it fun to deceive me? did you like the feeling of having something over me? â
â iâm a mirror! iâm the mirror you donât want to look at. â
â i will not stand in front of your happiness. i will not even stand in front of misery that you choose for yourself. âÂ
â love doesnât grow well, fed on pain. âÂ
â i know youâre keeping secrets. something is making you sick. youâre paler and thinner and your eyes have a weird shine. âÂ
â you fit in better than i do, but i bet it cost you something. âÂ
â as i am now, i am well on my way to becoming one of the wolves. âÂ
â the odd thing about ambition is this: you can acquire it like a fever, but it is not so easy to shed. âÂ
â maybe being a monster was my calling. âÂ
â most of all, i hate you because i think of you. often. itâs disgusting and i canât stop. âÂ
â go ahead and run. i definitely wonât shoot you in the back. âÂ
â i will act as your shield. i will act as your hand. i will act in accordance with your will. â
â i can be charming. i charmed you, didnât i? â
â i know. donât bore you by dying. â
â this is where i grew up. even if i hate it half the time, itâs mine. â
â youâd do well to decide how much you care for goodness before you go too far. â
â youâre a dirty liar and i hate it and i hate this. â
â i turned out to be useful after all. what a terrible surprise. â
â if you live your life always afraid, always with danger on your heels, it is not so difficult to pretend away more danger. â
â oh, yes. let me tell you my whole plan. youâve goaded me right into it. âÂ
â i am what you made me. â
â i have not always danced to your piping, but you havenât the stomach to truly cross me. â
â it turns out i still donât know how to laugh. â
â i have lied and i have betrayed and i have triumphed. if only there was someone to congratulate me. â
â come back when returning feels like a hard choice instead of an easy one. â
â i may be the useless shield you put in front of you, but donât expect me to start being useful. â
â this is what you wanted, isnât it? what you sacrificed everything for. â