R.Springfield

" How much would you sacrifice to be freed of fate's shackles? Would you give your tongue, your hand, your sight?"
"I would give all that and more." 

" With me, you have wisdom, glory, power. What more do you need?" 
"Everything else." 

"It's just-how do you explain this feeling? This feeling inside you, in your heart. It's like it's being squeezed and you're being suffocated while sadness is engulfing you. And it doesn't end either. It just stays there and it's constant."