Enzo inherited a throne. Giulietta relied on her royal blood. Queen Maeve rules Beldain because she was born to it. But true rulers are not born. We are made.

The irony of life is that those who wear masks often tell us more truths than those with open faces.

I have spent my entire life thinking of the Inquisitors as things, soulless creatures. But they are just men. Men can be swayed, and I have the power to do it.

Desperation brings out the darkness in everyone, " the man said with a shrug.

They were the flash of light in a stormy sky, the fleeting darkness before dawn. Never have they existed before, nor shall they ever exist again.

I looked into those eyes and I saw nothing. It was like staring straight into the Underworld. Like he aches to return to where he came from.

Once upon a time, a girl had a father, a prince, a society of friends. Then they betrayed her, so she destroyed them all.

Already, I'm starting to forget the face of the man I killed.

The world’s deadliest mercenaries choose to serve you, the whispers say, because they have yet to meet me.

What is the point of searching for love, when love is nothing but an illusion?

I love Christmas. Frosty the Snowman, peace on Earth and mangers, Salvation Army bell ringers and reindeer, the movie 'Meet Me in St. Louis, ' office parties and cookies.

Friends are the family we choose for ourselves.

Ages of experience have taught humanity that the commitment of a husband and wife to love and to serve one another promotes the welfare of children and the stability of society.

Kids believe in Santa; adults believe in childhood.

Powerful people get away with things. That's one way to demonstrate their difference from the rest of us.

I was falsely arrested twice, slandered and defamed.

Screenplays are the hardest thing to try to get right. They look so simple when they work, but they really destroy your brain cells trying to get them there.

Repression forces your mind to be more deeply entrenched in those things from which you are trying to escape.

Don't live with writers. Writers are bastards.

Music, the most abstract and uncanny art, is an eternal river of sound moving through time. We can free ourselves from whatever may be holding us back, and join that flowing river.