People Are Not Born Bastards. They Have

It's Nice Sometimes To Open Up The Heart A Little And Let Some Hurt Come In. It Proves You're Still Alive.

Once I Thought Ideas Were Exceptions Not The Rule. That Is Not So. Ideas Are So Plentiful That They Ride On Air. You Have Only To Reach Out And Snatch One.

Extending Your Hand Is Extending Yourself.

Strangers Are Just Friends Waiting To Happen

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.