In Truth, I Was So Good At

We Call First Truths Those We Discover After All The Others.

Imagination Offers People Consolation For What They Cannot Be, And Humor For What They Actually Are.

It Is Normal To Give Away A Little Of One's Life In Order Not To Lose It All.

At That Moment He Knew What His Mother Was Thinking, And That She Loved Him. But He Knew, Too, That To Love Someone Means Relatively Little; Or, Rather, That Love Is Never Strong Enough To Find The Words Befitting It. Thus He And His Mother Would Always Love Each Other Silently. And One Day She--or He--would Die, Without Ever, All Their Lives Long, Having Gone Farther Than This By Way Of Making Their Affection Known.

Lucifer Also Has Died With God, And From His Ashes Has Arisen A Spiteful Demon Who Does Not Even Understand The Object Of His Venture.