Sometimes things have to go wrong in order to go right.
Tragedy and adversary are the stones we sharpen our swords against so we can fight new battles.
Show no fear to your enemies. Only contempt. Never let anyone look down on you. You’re just as good as any of them. I don’t care who they are. Better in fact. In our world, Dagans are royalty and you, my son, are a prince.
Mistakes don’t have to define us. They’re how we learn and grow. They show us who and what we don’t want to be. It’s why they’re mistakes.
Here I am! Now what are your other two wishes.
But life isn’t about learning to forgive those who have hurt you or forgetting your past. It’s about learning to forgive yourself for being human and making mistakes.
Safe. No one ever is. No matter how hard we try. No matter how much we plan and prepare. There will always be an enemy at the door and a storm trying to knock us down. Life’s not about security. It’s about picking up the peices after it’s all over and carrying on.
I don’t suffer from my insanity – I enjoy every minute of it.
The only vampires I’ve ever seen are the Goths trying to get a glimpse of Anne Rice’s house, who drink strawberry sodas and tell each other it’s blood.
If it makes you feel any better, this isn’t my first apocalypse. There is hope.
Verbal blows cut to the soul and ate at the heart for eternity.
Simi? What was it you told me once about families? We have three kinds of family. Those we are born to, those who are born to us, and those we let into our hearts.
People started down the road with good intentions, but the moment the road became rough or difficult, they’d abandon it.
Life’s not easy for anyone. Everyone has scars they’re afraid to show and we all get slammed headfirst into a proverbial locker from time to time by someone bigger and badder.
Funny how internal scars never healed. They were the souvenirs of the past.
In the end, life makes victims of us all.
You have to learn to smile through your pain. Sometimes it’s all we got.
Grudges seldom hurt anyone except the one bearing them.
Don’t cross me Scooby-Doo. I’m not an old man in a mask waiting to be thwarted by you meddling kids.
Redemption is never where you expect to find it.