Leaves Turned To Soil Beneath My Feet.

The Human World Is Made Of Stories, Not People. The People The Stories Use To Tell Themselves Are Not To Be Blamed

Pain Is Strong, Aye - But Friends' Eyes, More Strong." I Told Him That He Knows Next To Nothing About Me & I Know Nothing About Him. He Jabbed At His Eyes & Jabbed At Mine, As If That Single Gesture Were Ample Explanation.

Better A Soulless Clone... Than A Souled Roach.

Once Any Tyranny Becomes Accepted As Ordinary, Its Victory Is Assured.

I Can't Bear Living In This Huge Beautiful World And Not Try To Imitate It As Best I Can.