"You cannot love what shocks you!"

"Danger is nothing to me; for life . . . is a burden which I would fling down with joy."

“It was the fatal flaw of humanity which Nature, in one shape or another, stamps ineffaceably on all her productions, either to imply that they are temporary and finite, or that their perfection must be wrought by toil and pain.”

“When I stared up at the jeweled sky, it was as if there was an obstruction between my eyes and its beauty.”

“If there was any way to atone for my sins, this ought to count toward the tally in some measure. The tedium was not something I grew used to; every day seemed more impossibly monotonous than the last.”

“Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.”

“It was not love, although her rich beauty was a madness to him . . . but a wild offspring of both love and horror that had each parent in it, and burned like one and shivered like the other.”

“Unfathomable to mere mortals is the lore of fiends.”

"Do I dazzle you?"