“(...) pick up your axe, start at the rootsdon't miss the trunk, never forget:to end life truly and finallystart at the roots or end there.”

“Maybe I should stop while I'm aheadNay, I swim with sea-demons no sweet summer tuned radioover my sunless desertscapehow does it burn without the sun?”

“(...) ha! what is hope? a butterfly in a boxof demons, and nothing escapes the darkuntainted, a mockery of politics and greedstamped with treason and dipped inmyths and force-fed brainwashinggoing ...”

“I could be the drumbeat in your chest like madness before a storm swirling restlessly.”

“The worst stories usually make you think: 'but nobody had to die'.These are called true stories.”

“As melancholia replaced the jarring of my invention, I sat.Unable to breathe in the smog I had created, unable to stand on my betraying legs, unable to howl at the heavens over my sordid soul.In th...”

“Was it all in my head? A Lunar trick?Her stomach twisted. No. She shook her head, fervently. How to explain that she hadnt had the gift before? That she couldnt have used it against him? I would ne...”

“If you can find happiness inside of you, nothing will be able to create angst in your mind.”

“Pain dutifully reminds me that the world is terribly imperfect, but it faithfully helps me appreciate the world on those days when its a little closer to being perfect.”

“You can hide memories, suppress them, but you cant erase the history that produced them”

“You can hide memories, suppress them, but you can’t erase the history that produced them”

“you came in slowly like the fog and consumed me.”

“When your mind is foggy, all you need is the winds of wisdom!”

“But it is growing damp and I must go in. Memorys fog is rising.”