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“I always am in a role, lovely – for you, for them – even for myself. Yeah... Even when I’m alone, I am still in a role – and I myself am the most exacting audience I have ever had.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Even I don’t know myself... In fact, I don’t know if I really have a self at all, as I’m constantly playing different roles and pretending – not so much on stage as in real life...”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“You know what, your imagination works faster than your mind.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself. But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed roles...”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“I was never able to accept anyone else’s support but my own –”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming... Dead silence. Literally dead.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“I was beginning to agree with the thesis that some truths were better off dead. And buried.”

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Book:Nightmarish Sacrifice

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Insane love. Loving insanity. Insanity and love...”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily, tripping again, and almost collapsed onto the cold moist ground.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“I was recently living more comfortably surrounded by secrets... Like dozens of luxurious satiny pillows, they were embracing me from all directions into safe lulling warmth, thus isolating me from the sharp dead-cold edges of the truth hiding behind their endearingly smooth textures and tender soothing colours. Secrets could be so irresistibly beautiful...”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Emotions don’t interfere in my acting, nor in my life.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“You kissed me once and now you feel as if you’ve got some special kind of licence to do it whenever you want?”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“You can speak to me like you haven’t spoken even to yourself.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Gray. The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain drifting around resembled transparent molten steel, the pavement looked like it was about to burst into disconsolate tears, even the air itself was gray, so ultimate and ubiquitous that colour was everywhere around me. Gray...”

Source: Nightmarish Sacrifice