Confidence is like a dragon where, for every head cut off, two more heads grow back.

You deal with mythological stuff for a few years, you learn that paradises are usually places where you get killed.

A fiery little cat you are, Caecelia. Like a lioness in heat, oh how you bloom.

He is a unicorn. I want to gently capture him and bring him back to my lab for research.

I am time the destroyer of all beings in all worlds, engaged to destroy all beings in this world; of those heroic soldiers presently situated in the opposite army even without you non will be spared.