“ I met him, fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and, the blackest eyes…the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply…evil.”

“ You'll never get credit for my discovery. Who's going to believe a talking head? Get a job in a sideshow. ”

“ When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.”

“ They're Here! ”

“ Wouldst thou like the taste of butter? A pretty dress? Wouldst thou like to live deliciously? ”