Dreams are all I have ever truly owned.

Good moods’re as fragile as eggs...Bad moods’re as fragile as bricks.

I wonder how many years Suga has been carrying his curse around with him. I forget that other people in the world have broken parts too.

People are obscenities. Would rather be music than be a mass of tubes squeezing semisolids around itself for a few decades before becoming so dribblesome it'll no longer function.

Taro taught me that people respect spirit, but even cowards don't respect cowards.

The most malicious god is the god of the counted chicken.

Spent the fortnight gone in the music room reworking my year's fragments into a 'sextet for overlapping soloists': piano, clarinet, 'cello, flute, oboe, and violin, each in its own language of key, scale, and color. In the first set, each solo is interrupted by its successor; in the second, each interruption is recontinued, in order. Revolutionary or gimmicky? Shan't know until it's finished, and by then it'll be too late.