You Can Get Used To Anything -

Blessed Be Shock. Blessed Be The Part Of Us That Protects Us From Too Much Pain And Sorrow. At The Heart Of Life Is A Fusebox.

Work, Work, Work, But What Mark Do We Leave, What Point Do We Make? People Who Are Too Beholden To Work Become Like Erasers: As Things Move Forward, They Leave In Their Wake No Trace Of Themselves.

For Evil In The Open Is But Evil From Within That Has Been Let Out.

Misery Loves Company, And Madness Calls It Forth.

My Greatest Wish - Other Than Salvation - Was To Have A Book.