If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose.
People empty me. I have to get away to refill.
there must be a way. surely there must be a way that we have not yet thought of. who put this brain inside of me? it cries it demands it says that there is a chance. it will not say "no.
There's a light somewhere. It may not be much light but it beats the darkness.
I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.
We are hardly ever as strong as that which we create.