Mia: Don't move. Don't speak.Jof: I'm as silent as a grave.
I met Death today. We are playing chess.
Love is the blackest of all plagues... if one could die of it, there would be some pleasure in love, but you don't die of it.
This is my hand. I can turn it. The blood is still running in it. The sun is still in the sky and the wind is blowing. And I... I, Antonius Block, play chess with Death.