I don't think anyone ever remembers what they were really like as kids. Adults think they do, but they don't. Photos and videos don't capture the real you, or bring back to life the person you used to be. You have to return to the past to do that.

When it comes to impending, unavoidable extinction, ignorance is bliss.

But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.

What are you doing?" "Looking for my fangs." "We don't grow fangs you idiot!

The hands of Fate keep time on a heart-shaped watch." - Harkat Mulds(The Trials of Death)

It's a bit like the feeling I get when I'm standing on a cliff or high building, looking down at a suicidal drop. I start thinking about what would happen if I stepped off, the rush of the fall, the shattering collision, the quiet emptiness of death. Part of me wants to experience the thrill of complete surrender.

...The pain didn't bother me. In fact, I welcome it: It meant I was alive.