She Lived For Others, Her Heart Tuned

For Some, The Past Is A Chain, Each Day A Link, Raveling Backward To One Ringbolt Or Another, In One Dark Place Or Another, And Tomorrow Is A Slave To Yesterday.

If Wishes Were Filet Mignon, We'd Always Eat Well At Dinner

The Worst Happens When You Least Expect It

Of All The Things We Can Feel With Our Minds And Bodies, Severe Pain Is The Purest, For It Drives Everything Else From Our Awareness And Focuses Us As Perfectly As We Can Ever Be Focused.

In This World Only The Paranoid Survive.