Dreams, I Thought. They're The Riches Of

There Is No Hate Such As That Born Out Of Love Betrayed- And My Brain Screamed Out For Revenge.

Beauty Thinks It Needs No Talent And Can Feed On Itself, So It Soon Dies.

If You Hold A Bird Too Tightly, You'll Crush Its Wings

... And Still I Stayed To Plan All My Revenge, My Vengeance Against Those Who Had Turned Me From Good To Evil, And Made Of Me What I Was Going To Be From This Day Forward.

Love Doesn't Always Come When You Want It To. Sometimes It Just Happens, Despite Your Will.