Why did women always believe that talking about a problem would fix it? Some issues were corpses. Hot air made them fester and rot and spread their disease to everything else. Better to bury it and move on.

When you don't know what to do, do what's right and do what's in front of you. But not necessarily what's right in front of you.

Bewildered as he might be, sometimes a man's highest calling is simply to stand, and hug.

Delusional people tend to believe in what they're doing.

The perfect killer has no friends. Only targets.

You'd be surprised at what you'd do to stay alive.

You will find no answers here, just choices.