He Loved Her, As You Can Only

Science Fiction Has Rivets, Fantasy Has Trees.

The World Was Full Of Locked Doors, And He Had To Get His Hand On Every Key.

Your Trust In Rationality Makes You Irrational.

He Would Always Speak The Language Of The Heart With An Awkward Foreign Accent.

If Human Beings Are All Monsters, Why Should I Sacrifice Anything For Them?" "because They Are Beautiful Monsters..., And When They Live In A Network Of Peace And Hope, When They Trust The World And Their Deepest Hungers Are Fulfilled, Then Within That System, That Delicate Web, There Is Joy. That Is What We Live For, To Bind The Monsters Together, To Murder Their Fear And Give Birth To Their Beauty.