Never Try To Leap From A Standstill.

Fear Of My Cruel Impulses Makes Me Kind.

Even In Rapture, Part Of The Mind Watches.

Regret Leads To Overeating And Naps.

In The Labyrinth Of A Difficult Text, We Find Unmarked Forks In The Path, Detours, Blind Alleys, Loops That Deliver Us Back To Our Point Of Entry, And Finally The Monster Who Whispers An Unintelligible Truth In Our Ears.

Families In Which Nothing Is Ever Discussed Usually Have A Lot Not To Discuss.