Destiny And History Are Untidy.

Our Bones Ache Only While The Flesh Is On Them.

In The Acceptance Of Depravity The Sense Of The Past Is Most Truly Captured. What Is A Ruin But Time Easing Itself Of Endurance? Corruption Is The Age Of Time.

The Truth Is How You Say It, And To Be 'one's Self' Is The Most Shocking Custom Of All.

Life, The Permission To Know Death.

Destiny And History Are Untidy.