Before you save anyone else, you have to save yourself. otherwise, you'rejust a bundle of tics, a stringed puppet manipulated by the chance and the insensible wind.

...I dabble in causes and effects.

Maybe the definition of home is the place where you are never forgiven. So you may always belong there, bound by guilt. And maybe the cost of belonging is worth it.

People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us... It's people who claim that they're good, or any way better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of.

If you have an ancestor who is a Benedictine monk, we would rather not know it.

The body apologizes to the soul for its errors, and the soul asks forgiveness for squatting in the body without invitation.

at least i'm talkng to myself. instead of giving myself the cold shoulder