An evil for these times destined to move through the world in handsome human guise.

For several long moments we remained locked together, and I think I covered her hair with small sacred kisses, her perfume crucifying me with memories.

And when a strong man is sweet, even Goddesses look down from Mount Olympus.

We have such a terrible, terrible misconception of science. We think it involves the definite, the precise, the known; it is a horrid series of gates to an unknown as vast of the universe; which means endless.

Being liberated means reading what you want to read, and fantasizing about what you want to fantasize about.

And I loved this moment for all it's pain...We seemed for a moment like two parts of the same thing.

To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner.