As For Oblivion, Well, We

Evil Is Just A Point Of View

Old Truths And Ancient Magic, Revolution And Invention, All Conspire To Distract Us From The Passion That In One Way Or Another Defeats Us All.

My Last Sunrise. That Morning, I Was Not Yet A Vampire. And I Saw My Last Sunrise. I Remember It Completely; Yet I Do Not Think I Remember Any Other Sunrise Before It.

Sleep Is Your Friend. Dreams Are Your Unwelcome Guests.

I Am Afraid Of Death. I Believe Nothing, And Therefore Like Many Who Believe Nothing I Must Make Something, And That Something Is The Meaning Which I Give My Life.