The Only Death I Fear Is Dying

Death Cannot Be Struggled Against, Brother. It Ever Arrives, Defiant Of Every Hiding Place, Of Every Frantic Attempt To Escape. Death Is Every Mortal's Shadow, His True Shadow, And Time Is Its Servant, Spinning That Shadow Slowly Round, Until What Stretched Behind One Now Stretches Before Him.

The Only Death I Fear Is Dying Ignorant.

Your Brain Works With All The Subtlety Of A Malicious Child.

All That We Were Has Led Us To Where We Are, But Tells Us Little Of Where We’re Going. Memories Are A Weight You Can Never Shrug Off.

All Art Is An Intensely Vulnerable Gesture, And It Is Made With No Small Amounts Of Risk, And Fear. So, I Have Plenty Of Sympathy For Self-defense Mechanisms, Especially Among Artists.