I put a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep I write in the dark.

It feels very sad when your birthday becomes deathday

there is not a page of happiness in my book of life

Horror is beyond the reach of psychology.

He who lives for death, will die by his own hand.

"To himself everyone is immortal; he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead"

There will always be darkness in your heart, a vengeance that reeks of hatred, some will choose to feed it, and become spiteful, others will merely suppress it, but you can never get rid of it, for it is human nature to hate.

"Maybe this world is another planet's Hell"

"We enjoy the night, the darkness, where we can do things that aren't acceptable in the light. Night is when we slake our thirst."

“Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.”