I Write To Save Someone's Life, Probably

Her Curiosity Instructed Her More Than The Answers She Was Given.

Living Isn't Courage, Knowing That You're Living, That's Courage

I, Who Called Love My Hope For Love.

And I Want To Be Held Down. I Don't Know What To Do With The Horrifying Freedom That Can Destroy Me.

Even Great Men Are Only Truly Recognized And Honored Once They Are Dead. Why? Because Those Who Praise Them Need To Feel Themselves Somehow Superior To The Person Praised, They Need To Feel They Are Making Some Concession.