Gothic Romance Quotes

Even I don’t know myself... In fact, I don’t know if I really have a self at all, as I’m constantly playing different roles and pretending – not so much on stage as in real life...

I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.

Emotions don’t interfere in my acting, nor in my life.

And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself.
But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed roles...

The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming...
Dead silence.
Literally dead.

Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.

The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a gathering of severe mute brothers from a forbidden ancient order worshiping forgotten gods no one had ever heard of outside of the world of secret occult visions.

One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies.

“They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.

Strength and victory... What he would never praise himself for, but whose loss was his most obsessive fear.

This daemon loves men whose marriage beds have grown cold, so she can set them ablaze.

The time groaned by as John made a fool of himself. Eventually, he grew numb to the death and sin around him. He even came to enjoy gallivanting cross-country like a true crusader. His name brought tears of joy or pain of anger to those he left in his wake. The result of his own unresolved pain.

I cannot ever imagine a time or place in which I will not love you. I am willing to do whatever it takes.

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

I was never able to accept anyone else’s support but my own –

Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –