Life’s pretty good, and why wouldn’t it be? I’m a pirate, after all.
People say I make strange choices, but they’re not strange for me. My sickness is that I’m fascinated by human behavior, by what’s underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people.
Everything here is edible; even I’m edible. But that, dear children, is cannibalism, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies.
Just keep moving forward and don’t give a shit about what anybody thinks. Do what you have to do, for you.
I always felt like I was meant to have been born in another era, another time.
I try to stay in a constant state of confusion just because of the expression it leaves on my face.
If someone were to harm my family or a friend or somebody I love, I would eat them. I might end up in jail for 500 years, but I would eat them.
One day the people that didn’t believe in you will tell everyone how they met you.