Morning always comes.

It's tough to break yourself as news to a town that already knows you.

Anybody can get worked up, if they have the intention. It's peacefulness that is hard to come by on purpose.

There is a strange moment in time, after something horrible happens, when you know it's true, but you haven't told anyone yet.

Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet. They are what we call civilization.

People ask without wanting to know.

This is what it means to be alone: everyone is connected to everyone else, their bodies are a bright liquid life flowing around you, sharing a single heart that drives them to move all together. If the shark comes they will all escape, and leave you to be eaten.