I don't want to be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.
We are in the most extreme and utter region of the human mind. A radiant abyss, where men meet themselves... We're in Hell.
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I've watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain. Time to die.
I'm the Anti-Christ. You got me in a vendetta kind of mood. You tell the angels in heaven you never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you.
I have a competition in me. I want no one else to succeed. I hate most people... There are times when I look at people and I see nothing worth liking. I want to earn enough money that I can get away from everyone.