The Chains That Bind Us The Most

Out Of A Hundred Years A Few Minutes Were Made That Stayed With Me, Not A Hundred Years.

Everything Is A Little Bit Of Darkness, Even The Light.

Humanity Does Not Know Where To Go Because No One Is Waiting For It: Not Even God.

When I Break Any Of The Chains That Bind Me I Feel That I Make Myself Smaller.

Human Suffering, While It Is Asleep, Is Shapeless. If It Is Wakened It Takes The Form Of The Waker.