We're All Just Facilitators. The Real Business

I'm A Grenade, I Just Want To Stay Away From People And Read Books, And Think.

But As For Me: I Must Ask The Wounded Man Where He Is Hurt, Because I Cannot Become The Wounded Man. The Only Wounded Man I Can Be Is Me.

But Even If We Survive The Collapse Of Our Sun, We Will Not Survive Forever.

It Was Nice - In The Dark And The Quiet... And Her Eyes Looking Back, Like There Was Something In Me Worth Seeing.

All Those Paper People Living In Their Paper Houses, Burning The Future To Stay Warm.