Laws And Machines Are Shaped To Fit

There's No Misery In Not Being Loved, Only In Not Loving.

The World Needs Writers. We Will Always Be Necessary. There Are Few Professions That Can Claim That Distinction.

I Chose The Shadows; They Did Not Choose Me. I Stay Here Securely Not Just Because I Feel Plain, But Because Disappearance Is By Now The Easy Way. The Habit. The Worn Path That I Can Trod Knowingly And Be Assured Safe Passage Home.

The Gifts That One Receives For Giving Are So Immeasurable That It Is Almost An Injustice To Accept Them.

I Am Not A Joiner. Somewhere I Once Said That People Join Clubs Now For The Very Reason They Once Carried Them, A Need For Security. Maybe I'm Alone More Often Than I Should Be, Because I Try To Find Security Within Myself.