Kane Quotes

Man torturing man is a fiend beyond description. You turn a corner in the dark and there he is. You congeal into a bundle of inanimate fear. You become the very soul of anesthesia. But there is no escaping him. It is your turn now.

I was a jackass in many ways. I projected that cruelty towards others, that kid whose hand I was wringing. If I could have hurt a hundred weaklings - weaker than me, and I was already very weak - I would. I was dying to hurt somebody, to pay it forward.

Blood and death. That moves me.

There is no true love save in suffering, and in this world we have to choose either love, which is suffering, or happiness. Man is the more man - that is, the more divine - the greater his capacity for suffering, or rather, for anguish.

Man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet, as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another.

War is the domain of physical exertion and suffering.

Not one has shown an iota of fear of death. They want to end this agony.

War taught me that not everything is glamorous.

Fear and pain and suffering is not OK for any being to feel intentionally at the hands of us.

Pain is love.

Cruelty is all out of ignorance. If you knew what was in store for you, you wouldn't hurt anybody, because whatever you do comes back much more forceful than you send it out.

The coward wretch whose hand and heart Can bear to torture aught below, Is ever first to quail and start From the slightest pain or equal foe.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

In order to be cruel we have to close our hearts to the suffering of the other.

They promptly tore his fingernails out and he started telling things.

Only the tortured can understand those who have been tortured.

Death By A Thousand Cuts

We do not know what love is. We know the symptoms of it, the pleasure, the pain, the fear, the anxiety and so on. We try to solve the symptoms, which becomes a wandering in darkness. We spend our days and nights in this, and it is soon over in death.

I've never been to war, and I would never presume to fully understand the horrors that that kind of experience can impart.

Strangely, I have a huge aversion to movies that try to teach healthy people an abusive lesson about the darkness in the world.

Humanity is best described as inhumanity.

His specialty was interrogation. Imagine it, gentlemen. Being strapped to a table so that you are entirely at the mercy of a monster such as this. A person who delights in your pain. A person to whom your screams are more delicious than a lover's whisper. A creature who knows how to keep you alive while he skillfully and meticulously deconstructs those things that define you as human?

I pity those born of the lighter side. They have no understanding of how seductive cruelty is. The music made out of screams and pleas for mercy. Mmmm. Nothing better. (Noir)

The best time to cry is at night, when the lights are out and someone is being beaten up and screaming for help.