The shadows of the room pool in the lines of our faces, draining our eyes of hue. "There's nothing left worth saying.

...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.

It’s not about keeping up the population, it’s about passing on who we are and what we've learned, so things keep going. So we don’t just end.

The kind of stuff I usually read is a bit more on the literary side, like books that I think are influential in the sense that they're doing pulpy subject matter in a refined way. Like 'The Road' by Cormac McCarthy, I loved that book.

It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked.

Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below.

Every experience, good or bad, is a priceless collector's item.