My Good Intentions Are Completely Lethal.

He Needed To Exist Only In The Present, Without Guilt, Without Expectation.

I Grew Up With The Biologists. I Know How They Think.

Potential Has A Shelf Life.

Water Does Not Resist. Water Flows. When You Plunge Your Hand Into It, All You Feel Is A Caress.

It's His Word Against The Commander's, Unless He Wants To Head A Posse. Kick In The Door, And What Did I Tell You? Caught In The Act, Sinfully Scrabbling. Quick, Eat Those Words.