By each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
We are both busy people, so let's cut the small talk.
The healthy can't understand the emptied, the broken.
Freedom!- is the fatuous jingle of our civilization, but only those deprived of it have the barest inkling re: what the stuff actually is.
Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.
Many children are natural fantasists, I think, perhaps because their imaginations have yet to be clobbered into submission by experience.