I Can't Say I'm Thankful About Being

Or Is There No Such Thing As 'too Late'? Is There Only 'late' And Is 'late' Always Better Than 'never'? I Don't Know.

What Is Law? Is It What Is On The Books, Or What Is Actually Enacted And Obeyed In A Society? Or Is Law What Must Be Enacted And Obeyed, Whether Or Not It Is On The Books, If Things Are To Go Right?

The Past Has To Be Remembered, So That It's Never Repeated.

We Make Our Own Truths And Lies....truths Are Often Lies And Lies Truths.

I Took All The Blame. I Admitted Mistakes I Hadn't Made, Intentions I'd Never Had. Whenever She Turned Cold And Hard, I Begged Her To Be Good To Me Again, To Forgive Me And Love Me. Sometimes I Had The Feeling That She Hurt Herself When She Turned Cold And Rigid. As If What She Was Yearning For Was The Warmth Of My Apologies, Protestations, And Entreaties. Sometimes I Thought She Just Bullied Me. But Either Way, I Had No Choice.