“Be you. All of you. Without consequence. Without judgment.”

She loved nothing more than a man who wasn’t afraid to test them. To test her.

This is good for you. Death is a thing of beauty, and it needs to be executed in such a way that does it justice.

If you are afraid of darkness, you are afraid of your own soul.

I part my lips, but no words come out. I want to cry. Want to beg. Want to scream. But mostly, I want to hold him until I know he’s going to be okay. Then I want him to hold me until I’m okay, too.

Her soul was too deep to explore by those who always swam in the shallow end.

Submissive, sure, but someone who wants it all the same.

I felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.

Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.

I never knew hell would be so spick-and-span.

Instead of ignorance, I tasted what it might be like to finally be me. I didn’t give a show this time. I had no plan, no calculations. No scolding voice inside my head. For a little while, I was free.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.

Art is a private piece of me.

There’s a reason we only hire blondes.

Anarchy is the sure consequence of tyranny; for no power that is not limited by laws can ever be protected by them.

Men will gather knowledge no matter what the consequences. Science will go on whether we are pessimistic or optimistic, as I am. More interesting discoveries than we can imagine will be made, and I am awaiting them, full of curiosity and enthusiasm.

Dare to do things worthy of imprisonment if you mean to be of consequence.

People keep doing what they do because the vast majority doesn’t have a clue about the consequences of our everyday life. And they don’t know the rapid changes required.

One of the worst feelings I’ve experience, my child, is living with the consequences of staying silent when I should have used my voice.

You are much aware of your consequences than others are of your problem. 

Loves a drug, the one who overdoses bears the consequences.

Such minor changes, such huge consequences.