You are going to use this courtroom to kill me? I am going to fight for my life one way or another. You should let me do it with words.
These children that come at you with knives, they are your children. You taught them. I didn't teach them. I just tried to help them stand up.
So for you people who are filled with fear that I might someday be released: breathe easy, I don't see it happening.
Remorse for what? You people have done everything in the world to me. Doesn't that give me equal right?
Pain's not bad, it's good. It teaches you things. I understand that.
My life is not important here.
Getting up every day and going through this again and again is hard.
Living is what scares me. Dying is easy.
From the world of darkness I did loose demons and devils in the power of scorpions to torment.
No sense makes sense.