I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the rose.

To be this happy is to be miserable, to feel this satisfaction is to burn.

Tell me how bad I am... it makes me feel so good.

I don't like myself, you know. I love myself, of course. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.

Maybe I'll obey the rules. Some of them, anyway. What are you going to do if I don't by the way, and haven't I asked you this before?

“Love and love and love in this vampire kiss.”