I’m afraid when something is truly lost, one can never get it back again.

Humans are vulnerable to temptation. When they are forced to stand on the hellish precipice of despair, they will unfailingly take any route out of it that appears before them, no matter what kind of web it tangles them in, no matter what kind of person they are.

Grell: — Both of you will go to Heaven together!
Sebastian: — Heaven? That has no hold over me.

— Where am I?
— Do you want to know?
— I’m asking because I want to know.

It’s not my habit to strike a ball that won’t sink.

Pain fades away with the flow of time. Still, I do not desire to be healed by time. When you flee from pain, longing to forget, the only thing that remains is stagnation. You become incapable of moving on.

I have no idea, nor desire to know, of the despair that can be caused by something as trivial as that. There are things that you cannot get back no matter how much you struggle. There is also despair that you cannot escape.

You know, I love the colour red. Hair, clothes, even lipstick. Red is my favourite colour. That’s why I gave those ugly whores a makeover with their beautiful red blood.

I will carve you down to your inner depths, scattering that beautiful rose-colour everywhere.

A feverish night with a beast! How immoral!

I have no idea what you’re talking about, but I tie cherry stalks with my tongue.

Diamonds are hard, but for all their hardness, they’re fragile.

As time passes, the pain eases.

No one knows where a mouse nests better than a mouse.

He was tied by the superficial rules, and he lost by not using his pieces to their maximum potential. He's a fool.

Who is this lady, anyway?