We Earth Men Have A Talent For

We Earth Men Have A Talent For Ruining Big, Beautiful Things.

I Don't Need An Alarm Clock. My Ideas Wake Me.

Living At Risk Is Jumping Off The Cliff And Building Your Wings On The Way Down.

Your Mind's Always Juggling, Isn't It?-mirrors, Torches, Plates.

Kerosene," He Said, Because The Silence Had Lengthened, "is Nothing But Perfume To Me.