The man in ecstasy and the man drowning: both raise their arms.

Maybe innocence makes its way easiest through the elemental chaos of this world.

I, however, cannot force myself to use "meat drugs" to cheat on my loneliness.

You are so vulnerably haunting. Your eeriness is terrifyingly irresistible.

Evil is whatever distracts.

But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?

The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.