Sometimes A Journey Makes Itself Necessary.

Consider Incompleteness As A Verb.

The Beloved's Innocence Brutalizes The Lover. As The Singing Of A Mad Person Behind You On The Train Enrages You, Its Beautiful Animal-like Teeth Shining Amid Black Planes Of Paint. As Helen Enrages History. Senza Uscita.

Making Is Always A Slightly Hopeful Thing Because Once You've Made Something, It'll - The World Will Be Different.

Existence Will Not Stop Until It Gets To Beauty.

Love Is A Good Place To Situate Our Distrust Of Fake Women.