John Constantine: Angels and Demons can’t cross over onto our plane. So, instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. But a single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon’s touch like those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit.
"Well, this has been real educational, but I don’t believe in the devil."
"You should. He believes in you.”
If sweet, sweet God loves you so, then I will make you worthy of His love
You’re going to die because you smoked thirty cigarettes a day since you were fifteen… and you’re going to go to hell because of the life you took. You’re fucked.
Favorite Movies: Constantine (2005)
"I don’t believe in the Devil."
"You should. He believes in you."
'I need to see what she saw. Please.'
Close your eyes.