“Something I’m scared of? Well, I suppose monsters. There are many types of monsters in this world; monsters who will not show themselves and who cause trouble, monsters who abduct children, monsters who devour dreams, monsters who suck blood… and monsters who always tell lies. Lying monsters are a real nuisance; they are much more cunning than other monsters - they pose as humans even though they have no understanding of the human heart, they eat even though they’ve never experienced hunger, they study even though they have no interest in academics, they seek friendship even though they do not know how to love. If I were to encounter such a monster, I would likely be eaten by it… because, in truth, I am that monster."

"Однажды, чье-то предательство учит нас смотреть на всё другими глазами. Однажды, окончательно соскучившись, мы перестаём скучать. Однажды, мы устаем прощать и начинаем прощаться. Однажды, чье-то безразличие учит нас игнорировать всех. Так мы начинаем любить себя и своё одиночество."

"Nineteen years of running, nineteen years of searching
Nineteen years of hurting, nineteen years of pain
Nineteen years of fearful, nineteen years of anger
Nineteen years of empty, nineteen years of shame
Nineteen years of broken, nineteen years of anguish
Nineteen years of hopeless, nineteen years of never
Nineteen years of maybe, nineteen years of later
Nineteen years of fake, nineteen years of hollow
Nineteen years of sorrow, nineteen years of darkness
Nineteen years of baggage, nineteen years of sadness
Nineteen years of stagnant, nineteen years of chains
Nineteen years of anxious, nineteen years of suffering
Nineteen years of torment, nineteen years of bitter
Nineteen years of lonely, nineteen years of pushing everyone away"