"So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It's always the last days of summer and I've been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I'll grant you I've had more than my share of poignant moments. Life passes most people by when they're busy making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost barely enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door."
"There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, hut there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping you and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am not there.I have all the characteristics of a human being- flesh, blood, skin, hair-but not a single clear, identifiable emotion except for greed ,und disgust. Something horrible is happening inside me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflowed into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip." American Pyscho
"Immortal""In my eyes you are God In my heart you're the one I love And even if you're not the one Nothing changes the way I feel about youAnd when I feel like giving up I always remember that you've never given up And I'll rise to meet the challenge Just like youWhen I'm feeling down You're always there to cheer me up And make me laugh no matter what Something deep inside us Is a connectionSometimes when I'm crying My mind wanders to the thought of you And all tears stop flowing Smiles begin to form into one happy grinThe thought of you never makes me frown Not once Because of you I stand strong of who I am And live a happy lifeWithout you I'm lost A perfect illusion in my own world Where everything is rightBut in my dream All of it's an illusion Because without you Nothing is real The thought of you never in my life Makes suicide enter the mind Not giving life a second chanceTo be lost in a world Without love, and hope Would be like a suicide mission Full of sorrow and despair Regretting the past and the present And what'll be of the futureBut as of right now I just want to cry While you hold me And whisper in my ears that's everything will be fine Our heartbeats matching each othersBecause it doesn't matter who you love It's that you love... "
"So where are you? You're in some motel room. You just - you just wake up and you're in - in a motel room. There's the key. It feels like maybe it's just the first time you've been there, but perhaps you've been there for a week, three months. It's - it's kind of hard to say. I don't - I don't know. It's just an anonymous room.I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can't remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world's still there. Do I believe the world's still there? Is it still out there?... Yeah. We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I'm no different.I'm not a killer. I'm just someone who wanted to make things right. Can't I just let myself forget what you've told me? Can't I just let myself forget what you've made me do. You think I just want another puzzle to solve? Another John G. to look for? You're John G. So you can be my John G... Will I lie to myself to be happy? In your case Teddy... yes I will.I don't even know how long she's been gone. It's like I've woken up in bed and she's not here... because she's gone to the bathroom or something. But somehow, I know she's never gonna come back to bed. If I could just... reach over and touch... her side of the bed, I would know that it was cold, but I can't. I know I can't have her back... but I don't want to wake up in the morning, thinking she's still here. I lie here not knowing... how long I've been alone. So how... how can I heal? How am I supposed to heal if I can't... feel time?Awake. Where am I?"
any science fiction, Dan Brown, anything scarey
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