“I cant help but imagine what that would be liketo be all alone on this island with eternity taunting me with loneliness. To say goodbye to the last human you will ever seethere is no crueler hand o...”

“Every few days the sea delivers us gifts, and I am convinced that there is something of the divine nature in this process. Often I have prayed for a jacket, a bucket, or a handsaw, but instead I fi...”

“This island is a hard place to survive and I fear that it has made everything resistant to the cruel hand of death.”

“We dont vanish without a trace. We are not like animals, content with burrows in the ground. We are not very skilled at survival without clothing or tools. Our feet are soft, our skin is easily coo...”

“I refuse to sit and wait for salvation. Every day I have looked to the sky for the white streak of a plane making its way across the Pacific, but I have not seen any.”

“But every tomorrow has led to today to us being alone, hungry, and cold on an unknown island somewhere in the South Pacific.”

“Our body is designed to work for reaching a set goal”

“I felt like an animal, and animals dont know sin, do they?”

“V-Dayif you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for your loved one I think its quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. Its all artificial, and has nothing to do with r...”

“The massive spread of corporate controlled humans across the face of the Earth would be regarded as a parasitic growth by nature.”

“Institutionalized:Ghetto stars pimped so hard for so long -- they'll starve to pimp themselves behind psychic bars.”

“How ironic it would be, to die at his hands while trying to save him, when he first came to me because he was trying to save me.”

“Women understand the workings of nature than men. They trust in their instincts while men consider this behavior weakness.”

“Instinct is a makeshift, an admission of helplessness before the problem of reality.”

“To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they...”