How Can Two People Hate So Much

So When You Find Yourself Locked Onto An Unpleasant Train Of Thought, Heading For The Places In Your Past Where The Screaming Is Unbearable, Remember There's Always Madness. Madness Is The Emergency Exit.

Love Doesn't Have A Point. Love Is The Point.

I Didn't Put You In A Prison, Evey. I Just Showed You The Bars.

There... Poor Little Things. You See Them? Standing With Their Numbers On Their Blank, Indifferent Faces, Nuremberg In Miniature, The Ranks Of Painted Wooden Men... Poor Dominoes. Your Pretty Empire Took So Long To Build, Now, With A Snap Of History's Fingers Down It Goes.

Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue Everything's Possible Nothing Is True.