They Are So Young, They Forget That

The World Should Not Be Organized To Require Heroines, And When One Is Required But Fails To Appear, We Should Not Judge.

Writing Is A Hellish Task, Best Snuck Up On, Whacked On The Head, Robbed And Left For Dead.

There Are Some Stories You Can't Hear Enough. They Are The Same Every Time You Hear Them. But You Are Not. That's One Reliable Way Of Understanding Time.

Lies Like That Are Not A Sin, They Are A Sacrifice.

Hope Is A Gift. You Can't Choose To Have It. To Believe And Yet To Have No Hope Is To Thirst Beside A Fountain.