Yahweh: You've been unhappy because you've desired things that cannot be.

Lucifer: That's what desire IS. The need for what we can't have. The need for what's readily available is called greed.

No, there are no special places in hell. Hell is a democracy.

All stories are lies. But good stories are lies made from light and fire. And they lift our hearts out of the dust, and out of the grave.

They used to call the devil the father of lies. But for someone whose sin is meant to be pride, you'd think that lying would leave something of a sour taste. So my theory is that when the devil wants to get something out of you, he doesn't lie at all. He tells you the exact, literal truth. And he lets you find your own way to hell.

≫Rækker man Fanden en lillefinger…≪ grinede Filip.
≫Så tager han hele armen,≪ svarede Lucifer og gav slip.
Han så på Filip med et hævet øjenbryn. ≫ Og rækker man ham en hånd…≪
≫Så tager han hele sjælen≪

Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...