The thing about a mirror is this: The one who stares into it is condemned to consider the world from her own perspective.

Are you an aberration to your species?' she cried. 'Cats don't look for approval!

The nature of the world is to be calm, and enhance and support life, and evil is an absence of the inclination of matter to be at peace.

That's all I want- to do no harm.

But she woke up just then, and in the moonlight covered herself with a blanket. She smiled at him drowsily and called him "Yero, my hero," and that melted his heart.

I actually prefer female voices to listen to, mostly, but among the male singers whose voices I like are Jeff Buckley, Art Garfunkel, that sort of voice. Contemporary crooners rather than rockers.

And it's a cold place the world, especially when warmed by arsen.