阿祖拉 | Azula

I'm not crazy. Anyone who really knows me knows I'm not crazy, and anyone who thinks I'm crazy is--

I couldn't do HALF of what I do if I were insane! I don't think anyone knows the meaning of the word. They throw it around because they want to rile me up, but it doesn't mean anything.

If I were really crazy I'd be dead by now.

I can't come to visit France; I have to stay here because--

I saw them; they were stupid enough not to lock their conversation and I saw them talking; they're going to try to take me away and I have to stay here.

They can't have their petty little revenge. I need to be ready when they come for me.

[Azula is pacing again, and muttering to herself-- most of it's unintelligible, but some of it can be understood]

They don't want me. They accepted him and threw me away, and they thought I'd be just fine with it. Well, I'll show them. I'm not going to be fine with it. I'm going to--

... I'm going to keep doing amazing things.

[Then, louder:]

I'm going to keep doing amazing things.

[Suddenly she spins around and grabs her community book, speaking directly into it]

Do you hear me?