He knew about being alone. The weather was always cold there.

The truth isn't a thing of fact or reason. It is simply what everyone agrees on.

quoting reminds me there are other people in the world besides only me. And other thoughts besides mine, and other ways of thinking.

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.

A male usually had made up his mind before you began to talk to him -so why bother?- but a female, because her mind was more supple, was always prepared to become more disappointed in you than she had yet suspected possible.

To look into the mirror is to see the future, in blood and rubies.

...I dabble in causes and effects.