It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.

Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)

I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

En la vida hay tinieblas, mi niña, pero también hay luces. Y tu eres la luz de toda luz.

I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.