I keep waiting for things to get back down to whelming, but they stay at overwhelming.

Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The future is never set in stone, remember that.

Our instructors do not understand how it is. To be bound to someone in such a way. They are too old, too out of touch with their emotions. They no longer remember what it is to live and breathe within the world. They think it simple to pit any two people against each other. It is never simple. The other person becomes how you define your life, how you define yourself. They become as necessary as breathing. Then they expect the victor to continue on without that. It would be like pulling the Murray twins apart and expecting them to be the same. They would be whole but not complete.

Chandresh relishes reactions. Genuine reactions, not mere polite applause. He often values the reactions over the show itself. A show without an audience is nothing, after all. In the response of the audience, that is where the power of performance lives.

I don;t think there's anything wrong with being a dreamer. There is not. But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares.

Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much it annoys her.

Though I have seen a great deal of the sights, traveled a number of the available paths, there are always corners that remain unexplored, doors that remain unopened.