From now on, every girl in the world who might be a Slayer...will be a Slayer.

Every girl who could have the power will have the power; can stand up, will stand
up. Slayers ... every one of us. Make your choice. Are you ready to be strong?"

Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping ... waiting ... and though unwanted, unbidden,
it will stir ... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us ... guides us.

Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have?

Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love ... the clarity of
hatred ... the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we
could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would
be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank.

Without passion, we'd be truly dead.

"Bottom line is, even if you see ‘em coming, you're not ready for the big moments.
No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So, what are we,?
Helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's
what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are.”

“It's like a song. Now, I can hold a note for a long time. - Actually, I can hold a
note forever. - But eventually, that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for.
The note coming after and the one after that. That's what makes it music.”

“The world is doomed.”

“The world is definitely doomed.”j