“Is it not strange how humans will resort to the most inhumane of actions as the first plausible solution? Why are we such a feral bloodthirsty species when we are supposedly the enlightened ones? Are we guardians... or just mindless butchers?”

“She reminded me of a darkness, a darkness that I've missed.”

“I want to be alone... with someone else who wants to be alone.”

“Give me something in between the spectrums of light, darkness and sound and most days I will create something out of it for you.”

“Free will comes at a price. A price most of us do not know how to pay.”

“This was never about the money... Don't you understand? A world without good art is a far more dangerous place than one you don't get paid for making it in.”

“I am aware of my madness and what I need is someone else to see the beauty in my madness.”

“But somewhere before the Renaissance they realized that it was impossible to live without love. Thus they created a new strand. The first of the synthetic emotions to ever be created. It opened up the possibility to recreate anything, including forging creation. We were on the path to becoming plastic gods.”

“Is it not strange how humans will resort to the most inhumane of actions as the first plausible solution? Why are we such a feral bloodthirsty species when we are supposedly the enlightened ones? Are we guardians... or just mindless butchers?”

“You are right... I am lonely. But unlike the rest of this world I am not lonely for anybody.”

“Like that first kiss we will never have. Like the last kiss we will always have.”