You're weak. You're afraid to die. You're afraid of being betrayed. You're incapable of trusting anyone. You've no one to believe in. No one to gaze at and intently scrutinize. You've given up on the world. Now you're just an empty man meddling in it for no reason greater than your own amusement. But I'm not afraid. I believe in that man. I think of him and think of him and think of him and think of him. It's what makes me strong!! It's why you have no hope of beating me!