Sempre quis saber o que aconteceu com as crianças depois que voaram para longe...
Eram apenas gente de mentira, não de verdade.
Mas não significa que não tenham histórias.

I keep telling you: it's the mystery that endures. Not the explanation

Destruction: "Our sister (Death) defines life, just as Despair defines hope, or Desire defines hatred, or as Destiny defines freedom."

Dream: "And what I do define by this theory of yours?"

Destruction: "Reality, perhaps..

Lucifer: The million lords of hell stand arrayed about you. Tell us, why we should let you leave? Helmet or no, you have no power here - what power have dreams in Hell?
Dream: Tell me, Lucifer Morningstar [...] what power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream of Heaven?

And at times the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live.

How would you feel about life if Death was your older sister?