There are dozens of unfinished or aborted projects in my files, but I can only assume they don't get done because they're not robust enough to struggle through the birth process.
When was the last time you had a thought that wasn't put there by THEM?
There's a palace in your head, boy. Learn to live in it always.
It's salt. Why don't you sprinkle some on me, honey? Aren't I just good enough to eat?
It's so horrible to realize you're just the same as everyone else, isn't it?
I will rise from the darkness, shining like the morning star. Illuminated woman am I.