If an angelic being fell from the sky and tried to live in this world of ours I think even they would commit many wrongs.
What’s wrong with wanting to live…? We may be different but we were still given life. Given a chance. If we can only eat humans, then that’s what we’ll do. How else are we supposed to live with these bodies of ours?!
Even if it’s a life in shackles, if you have somebody who accepts you for what you really are, how reassuring would that be?
I don’t know if ghouls are allowed to live either. But there has to be a reason we exist.
What’s tragic isn’t that we can’t retaliate…What’s truly tragic is……being consumed with vengeance and not being able to live your life.
If I’d been born a ghoul, I think I would’ve killed people. I just happened to be born a human. That’s the only reason why I’m allowed to live a moral life.
Something this rare… Nobody can have him but me…
The cold feel of the leather…Peeking at the world from my other eye…It was strangely exciting…
You make your decisions for the greater good.But I don’t know a thing about what it takes to attack an investigator or the laws of the ghoul world either. That’s why I want to see it for myself before I decide what I’m going to do!
There’s no place for someone who can’t decide between being one or the other.
I’m not the protagonist of a novel or anything…I’m just a normal college student who likes to read…But…If I were to write a book with me as tge main character…It would be……A tragedy.
I’m not the protagonist of a novel or anything…I’m just a normal college student who likes to read…But…If I were to write a book with me as the main character…It would be……A tragedy.
Tormented by an unworldly hunger, yet not knowing how to satisfy it.
We can’t crush evil with morals. We are justice. We are morality.
Humans are thought to be at the top of the food chain…But there are beings who hunt them as food.These monsters who feed on the dead flesh of humans.They are called……Ghouls.
Being insulted by a smart-mouthed little punk like you.. really pisses me off!
I’ll tell you right now, a ghoul’s hunger is true hell.
Fear is like a fire. If you can control it, it can cook for you. It can heat your house.If you can’t control it, it will burn everything around you and destroy you. Fear is your friend and your worst enemy.
Why is it that the beautiful things are entwined more deeply with death than with life?
ALL LOSSES IN THIS WORLD ARE DUE TO A LACK OF ABILITY. IF YOU WANT TO CURSE SOMETHING, CURSE YOUR OWN WEAKNESS
The thing about books was, the more you read and liked them, the more you wanted to have on hand to read. Before you knew it you needed more bookshelves, and then all of the sudden they filled your house.