Complaints About Reality Are Immature.

I Doubt We Will Ever Be Forgiven. All I Hope Is – They'll Remember We Were Human Beings

All Of This Happened A Long Time Ago. But Not So Long Ago That Everyone Who Played A Part In It Is Dead. Some Can Still Be Met In Dark Old Rooms With Nurses In Attendance.

Nothing So Completely Verifies Our Perception Of A Thing As Our Killing Of It.

Complaints About Reality Are Immature.

... Too Much Brooding, Not Enough Doing.