( 'We will know more once he is here and can be studied.' (Magneto, Bahir) )

( 'I am not angry.' (Magneto) )

( 'They know it for self-preservation. That is all they know.' (Magneto) )

( 'This isn't going to work.' (Magneto) )

( ''Why do you think I am still here?' (Magneto) )

( 'Loyalty does not require that you pander to my every thought or whim.' (Magneto) )

( 'We're going to blow things up tomorrow.' (Magneto) )

( 'There is no point in having faith in a God that hates and destroys and tortures those who serve Him.' (Magneto) )

( 'At this point, I suppose it would not hurt to set them all on fire.' (Magneto) )

Words are a cold measure of feeling and it is as though I have lost mine. I remember what was before but dimly, through a refractory haze. Like seeing things in grayscale. I know that for a long time before I was ... taken ... we did nothing, were nothing, and that there are more cages in this life than those of iron or concrete or both. And yet ( Read more... )