Sometimes I wonder if he has a philosophy. Maybe even a worldview. I'd like to sit down with him and pick his brain, just a tiny bit somewhere in the frontal lobe to get a taste of his thoughts. But he's too much of a toughguy to ever be that vulnerable. - R on M

I am Dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it.

Deep under our feet the Earth holds its molten breath, while the bones of countless generations watch us and wait.

Everything you see, you might be seeing for the last time.

Even in my bravest moment, I am a coward.

Maybe this is why I sleep only a few hours a month. I don't want to die again. This has become clearer and clearer to me recently, a desire so sharp and focused I can hardly believe it's mine: I don't want to die. I don't want to disappear. I want to stay.

I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.