Why am I talking about all this? Who am I talking to? I send out these words, these thoughts, simply because it is time. Time for what, I do not know and it does not matter because it is what I want and that is always reason enough for me.
Christopher PikeThat is the mysterious thing about tragedy- it often strikes at the happiest moment.
Christopher PikeNothing is as it seems. Black can appear white when the light is blinding but white loses all luster at the faintest sign of darkness.
Christopher Pike