The truth is an anti-war statement in itself.

I live my life through the prism of capitalism and physiological limits and eventualities.

Sometimes I would get invited to a party or to go out to dinner by one of them and I would decline. Part of me wanted to go, but those kind of outings always made me feel even more alienated than usual. Hearing them talk made me feel lonely and hateful at the same time. Lonely because I didn't fit in, never did. When I was reminded, it hurt. And hateful because it reaffirmed what I already knew, that I was alone and on the outside.

I try to get myself up and moving as early as possible. Optimum is to be on the treadmill while it is still dark outside.

He said that hate makes the world go round People are afraid of what they really want They make enemies of all the things that they would like to be They condition themselves to not embrace what they are Love is a clinging nausea I tried to disagree with him It was no use I never saw a more honest look in anyone's eyes.

If you really want a true confrontation, you treat your opponent with respect.

I will never say the things that I want to say to you. I know the damage it would do. I love you more than I hate my loneliness and pain.