Let my sight end. Let the dark tides of Nyx ebb away beneath the white sands of null. Let our pale mother spread once more!

I will wait for you until the gold from the sun dwindles away.

That one doesn’t count. The poor scoundrel is deaf, but he makes a fine sniffer. How do you think we found you?

Raw anguish slithers through my brittle bones as the deathly call rots the air. Who murdered you old friend? The forest has no words to identify the hand, only erratic echo.

Well, clearly not. Goodness boss, just look at those filthy paws. I’ve never seen any fish carry paws like those. Usually they are cleaner.

Your mind is a key, and whatever it unlocks, the greatest treasure of all.

Remember that the three words that kills learning are "I already know".

A day is a miniature eternity.

Temporary setbacks are overshadowed by persistence.

I was very inspired by Peter Mullan's film about those kinds of places where you put people who'd been bad.

Some men kneel and pray, I like women and I like wine.

By giving words to these intimate experiences I can make my life available to others.

I'm always showing pictures off. I have to be careful who I show them to because of who I am, obviously, but I'm a proud father.

He's the kind of man who picks his friends - to pieces.

I've never been out with a married woman, never. I respect others' properties.