"Who’s that trip-trapping across my bridge?" said Grey. He was up there, in the same exact outfit as me; he was wearing a man-suit, that is. He was my mirror image, except for a few differences. His eyes leaked shadow.
The Devil And God Are
You, yourself, claimed that you were not human. This is true. The 'thing' in the mirror is what you are in your heart. A vile, ill-tempered, uncontrolled, ravaging, heartless, senseless beast, with not one ounce of compassion or altruism. You are a monster, plain and simple.
The Fear of Humanity
Shut up. For the last time: what are you?
Is it not obvious? I am you. I am the mirror to which you look in to see yourself. I am the apex of what it means to be human; to deny it would be to deny that I exist. One mustn't hide, not from oneself. And you are hiding from me, aren't you?
The Fear of Humanity, A Lifetime of Laughter
We are dying, our skin is sloughing off like siding, we are dying, let us in let us in let us in.
— The Dying Man description, The Fear Mythos
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