Samm Serrinnitty

“None of them understand... they can't see the enormity of time the way I can, the way it swallows all our striving... they want to live solely in the moment, not realizing that for our kind the moment never ends. Empires have come and gone, continents have been discovered and populated from shore to shore, men have walked on the moon, wars have consumed the planet... everything dies, but we remain. We are witnesses to the endless decay of the world. No matter how high we rise, eventually... ashes to ashes, we all fall down.”
― Dianne Sylvan, Shadow's Fall

“Be a part of the world, but never in it....
Because of what we do, we have to interact with people. But we must be unseen shadows who move among them.
Never let anyone know you. Never give them a chance to realize you don't age. Move through the darkness ever watchful, ever alert. We are all that stands between the humans and slavery. Without us, they all die and their souls are lost forever.
Our responsibilities are great. Our battles numerous and legendary.
But at the end of the night, you go home alone where no one knows what it is you have done to save the world that fears you. You can never bask in your glory. You can never know love or family.
We are Dark-Hunters.
We are forever powerful.
We are forever alone.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Night Embrace

“A man's life will not come again, once it has slipped through his teeth. And no power on earth can bring it back. This is the mortal law. Then no longer will his bones be held together by wet sinews. Then no longer the soul flutter in his mouth. But by Death's blazing light, he is ground out and spent.”
― Paul Pope, Escapo

“You know, people always warn children about taking candy from strange adults. But they never warn us adults about taking candy from strange children.
All those sweet-looking kids who sell boxes of candy bars on the street to help pay for schooling - how do we know what's in those bars? And don't even get me stated on that nefarious institution designed to lure unsuspecting customers into buying mysterious frosted goodies: the bake sale.
Adults, be warned: if a child wanted to poison you it would be a piece of cake! Literally a piece of cake.”
― Pseudonymous Bosch, This Book Is Not Good for You