Assumptions are unopened windows that foolish birds fly into, and their broken bodies are evidence gathered too late.

Never forget what you learned in the light when you are in the dark.

How rare were the tears of a dragon. We once lived in paradise and because of the corruption of an angel disgused as a dragon, all the world was cast into darkness. Now, as humans, we shed many tears-for what was lost, for what might of been, and for the end of friendships. Goodbye my true friends.

It’s amazing how things could change so quickly, in the blink of an eye. Maybe more miracles awaited on the horizon.

Too much information will make your brain choke.

William," the professor said, softly, "what now is your weapon?"...."Truth," he whispered, his voice rasping. He cleared his throat. "Truth is my sword." ...."And what now is your defense?" Colour returned to Billy's face, and his jaw tightened. His voice surged with emotion. "Faith...faith is my shield.

Assumptions are unopened windows that foolish birds fly into, and their broken bodies are evidence gathered too late.