God always punishes us for what we can't imagine.

Great people will always be mocked by those who feel smaller than them.

All those who try to unveil the mysteries always have tragic lives. At the end they are always punished.

It comes to this then: there always have been people like me and always will be, and generally they have been persecuted.

As long as you hate, there will be people to hate.

Society always issues an ultimatum to the innovator; conform to this world or expect the reward of a heretic or a traitor. Every generation metes out substantially the same punishment to those who fall far below and those who rise high above its standards. Thieves and prophets of a new day rot in the same foul dungeon; murderers and the Savior of mankind agonize on adjacent crosses.

It doesn't matter how strong I get, how much power my magic wields. They will always hate me in this world.

My dear: in this world there is always danger for those who are afraid of it.

Human worlds are always awash in superstition, only a stubborn elite proof against it.

If the people must be ever fearful of death, then there will always be an executioner.

The world will, in the end, follow only those who have despised as well as served it.

There are people who have a true talent to spoil my every joy.

There are people who have a true talent to spoil my every joy.

Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honor as deserving real distinction are those who remain in obscurity.