You asked for them, here they are. Your... Nightcrawler Fan Written and Fan Choice Monologues and Quotes.
Nightcrawler: "If you love something, let it go. If it doesn't return...Hunt it down and kill it."
Nightcrawler (C&C): "One, two! One, two! And through and through, his vorpal blade went snicker-snack!"
Nightcrawler: "The Nightcrawler is waiting for you!"
Nightcrawler: "Legend has it that when the world was young and unfinished the Great Spirit Father made the mistake of leaving his paints where his children could get them. Raven begged Eagle to paint him as beautiful and grand as the Great Spirit had made Eagle himself. And so he did or so he tried. But when Raven looked at his reflection in the water he didn't like what he saw. Raven became angry , he and Eagle fought, and the Great Spirit Father's paints were spilled over Raven and made him all black. Black wings, black eyes, black breast. Raven ran into the river and flapped his wings against the current but the colour was indelible...the water wouldn't wash it away. 'This is your punishment,' said the Great Father, 'for interfering with my work. Black you are and black you will stay. You will never come clean.'"
Nightcrawler: "Love, how it toys with us, makes utter fools of us, flogs whips and spanks us. Listen to the voices of the unloved as they surge and retreat in the night. Whispered in empty rooms and lonely beds, the hunger of love unattained, rushing through our fingers, unstoppable, fleeting, gone. And yet, when we touch this love it burns us with its bright flame, it punishes and consumes. And yet we must have it. It rules us, uses, abuses, misuses. And yet, why do we always crawl back for more?"
Nightcrawler:"Life is a gift. As sweet as the freshest peach, as precious as a gilded jewel.
I have never been able to understand the logic of willfully surrendering such a treasure. And what is there to gain?
How dark can your existence be when compared to an eternal void?
Unless, of course, you have faith that there is something beyond.
What do you see from where you stand? A bright light at the end of the tunnel?
Is it a ray of hope, a glimmer of something better? Or will it burn you like the rising sun?
Are the sounds you hear the trumpeting of St. Peter's angels, or the screams of Memnoch's tortured souls?
You can't answer that, can you? Because you will never know the answer, until after the deed is done."
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This Page last updated by Kathryn Dexter on 10.19.2002