"I... never imagined I would see you again, after the havoc you have wrought upon all I hold dear. I dreamt of it -- dreams brought on by wild anger, possessed by all the devils of revenge. But I never truly thought it would come to pass. And now I... I know not how to make you answer for all this... Why do you still live?"
”A question, accursed creator, I might fairly put to you. Was it not you who formed me? Did you not fashion me to endure more than a man? Eternal life was the goal sought through my creation; those very words you noted endlessly in your journal. I live because you saw fit to curse me with life! My crimes fall upon you, my wretched father, for without your work, never would breath have stirred in my breast.”