What man is such a coward he would not rather fall once than remain forever tottering?

Here beyond men's judgments all covenants were brittle.

He said that men believe the blood of the slain to be of no consequence but that the wolf knows better. He said that the wolf is a being of great order and that it knows what men do not: that there is no order in this world save that which death has put there.

On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world.

Even if what you're working on doesn't go anywhere, it will help you with the next thing you're doing. Make yourself available for something to happen. Give it a shot.

There is a moon shaped rictus in the streetlamp's globe where a stone has gone and from this aperture there drifts down through the constant helix of aspiring insects a faint and steady rain of the same forms burnt and lifeless.

Any time you're throwin dirt you're losin ground.