Whoever dies with the most stuff wins.

Love's pure free joy when it works, but when it goes bad you pay for the good hours at loan-shark prices.

Torturous advances won over generations can be lost by a single stroke of a myopic president's pen or a vainglorious general's sword.

You say you're 'depressed' - all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective - it just means you're human.

- This isn't an interrogation or a trail. Your version of the truth is the only thing that matters. -Truth is singular. It's 'versions' are mistruths.

I wonder if you encountered this dictum first spoken by a twentieth-century statesman: "An abyss cannot be crossed in two steps.

The rain's innumerable hooves spatter on the streets and roofs.