A Fish Has No Concept Of Water.

Oleander Time, She Said. Lovers Who Kill Each Other Now Will Blame It On The Wind.

One Can Bear Anything. The Pain We Cannot Bear Will Kill Us Outright.

When I Read, I Want To Be Fully Transported To Another Place. I Want To Feel Things, Smell Things.

And If There Is No God? You Act As If There Is, And It's The Same Thing.

Purification In Fire. Public Cremation