The Best Place To Cry Is On

You Live And Let Live, Eventually That Becomes Enough.

She Told Me She'd Be A Phoenix." The Image Of The Mythical Creature Rising From The Ashes Glitters In My Mind. "they Don't Really Exist." "she Said That Depends On Whether Or Not There's Someone Who Can See Them.

Asking Me To Describe My Son Is Like Asking Me To Hold The Ocean In A Paper Cup

There's No Way To Explain To A Child That The Line Between Good And Evil Isn't Nearly As Black And White As A Fairy Tale Would Lead You To Believe. That An Ordinary Person Can Turn Into A Villain, Under The Right Circumstances. That Sometimes We Dragon Slayers Do Things We Aren't Proud Of.

Eskimos Maybe? Believed Stars Were Holes In The Sky Where People Who Died Could Peek Through At You