We're nothing like God. Not only do we have limited powers, but sometimes we're driven to become the devil himself.
You were always smiling, real friendly like, but the way you smiled was so empty it hurt to watch you.
Every moment hesitated is a moment gone from life.
Whenever I look at you, I'm reminded about everything I hate about myself. It hurts.
However, I do know one guy who whines, cries, and throws tantrums but still manages to save everyone. He's a crazy man who's not afraid of anything. Even though he's been scarred from head to toe, he'll always be there.
[about Vash] The way he looked at me... it was as though he had shot the kid...
I picked up my first gun at the age of seven. And I shot. I remember how strangely easy it was to pull the trigger. Ha. I actually laughed. Because that one shot was all that was needed to silence that sickening piece of garbage who had the nerve to call himself my guardian. Ha. It was that simple. And so I was free. Yes, tomorrow would be different. Hm. Tomorrow. As much as I wanted to believe, it only went from bad to worse. A vicious cycle... I didn't want other kids to grow up like me, so I started my own orphanage. It was gratifying work, I was actually doing something for the good of others. It was my place of peace and happiness... yet sometimes, I still think to myself "there's no place worse than this planet. It's horrible here."
Come again, Needle Noggin? I always knew you were no mere mortal... but I had no idea that you were a cat.