There Was No Harm In Taking Aim,

Looking Back Now Across Fifteen Years I Could See With Great Clarity The Fear I Had Lived In, Which Must Mean That In The Interval I Had Succeeded In A Very Important Undertaking: I Must Have Made My Escape From It.

We Are All Born Equally Far From The Sun.

Sarcasm... The Protest Of Those Who Are Weak.

Everything Has To Evolve Or Else It Perishes.

I Lost Part Of Myself To Him Then, And A Soaring Sense Of Freedom Revealed That This Must Have Been My Purpose From The First: To Become A Part Of Phineas.