Antonius Block: Who are you?Death: I am Death.Antonius Block: Have you come for me?Death: I have long walked by your side.Antonius Block: So I have noticed.Death: Are you ready?Antonius Block: My body is ready, but I am not.
Farewell, my sweet. I could have raped you, but I've grown tired of that kind of love. It's a little dull in the end.
Our crusade was such madness that only a real idealist could have thought it up.
Is this what we offer to modern men's minds? Do they really believe we will take all of this seriously?
