Jesteśmy społecznością, która kocha książki

I know that girl. She will never ask yoy for love again, she will die frst. But I Christophine I beg you. She love you so much. She thirsty for you. Wait, and perhaps you can loveher again. A little, like she say. A little. Like you can love.

You can pretend for a long time, but one day it all falls away and you are alone. We are alone in the most beautiful place in the world...

Zawsze jest druga strona, zawsze.

When I was out on the battlements it was cool and I could hardly hear them. I sat there quietly. I don't know how long I sat. Then I turned round and saw the sky. It was red and all my life was in it.

There is no looking-glass here and I don't know what I am like now. I remember watching myself brush my hair and how my eyes looked back at me. The girl I saw was myself yet not quite myself. Long ago when I was a child and very lonly I tried to kiss her. But the glass was between us (...) Now they have taken everything away. What am I doing in this place and who am I?

I co człowiek wie o zdrajcach albo dlaczego Judasz zrobił to, co zrobił?

Pożądanie, Nienawiść, Życie, Śmierć znajdowały się bardzo blisko w ciemności. Lepiej nie wiedzieć, jak blisko. Lepiej nie myśleć nawet przez moment. Nie blisko. Tak samo...

Jeśli mężczyzna nie kocha, to im mocniej się starasz, tym silniej cię nienawidzi, tacy są mężczyźni. Jeśli ich kochasz, traktują cię źle, jeśli ich nie kochasz, latają za tobą nocą i dniem, ciągle ci się naprzykrzają.

Człowiek dwa razy umiera, najpierw śmiercią rzeczywistą, a potem tą, o której wiedzą ludzie.

I get out of bed and go close to watch tchem and to Wonder why I have been brought here. For what reason? There must be a reason. What is it that I must do? (...) I thought that when I saw him and spoke to him I would be wise as serpents, harmless as doves. 'I give you all I have freely' I would say 'and I will not trouble you again If you let me go'. But he never came.

Justice. I've heard that word. I tried it out. I wrote it down. I wrote it down several times and always it looked like a damn cold lie to me. There is no justice.

If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic. You hate me and I hate you. We’ll see who hates best. But first, first I will destroy your hatred. Now. My hate is colder, stronger, and you’ll have no hate to warm yourself. You will have nothing.

There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.

There is always another side, always.

I have been too unhappy, I thought, it cannot last, being so unhappy, it would kill you

And what does anyone know about traitors, or why Judas did what he did?