How could I possibly try to pretend the sunlight doesn’t exist, now that it’s taken so much of me?

I am confident, I am capable, and I will not wait to be rescued by a woodsman or a hunter.

I follow, always, because its the only time when our hearts beat in perfect harmony, the only time when Im certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are one person broken in two.

Freedom of speech doesn't mean freedom from judgement.

It's just that it's impossible to be a broken or whole person. You can only be a person. You can only exist, you can only belong to yourself, and you can only be responsible for your own happiness or belonging or whatever. That broken-part-piece-whole thing is just a trick of the mortal mind.

The cruelest thing, hope, the way it strings you along, the way it makes you believe.

This is why Caliban was a punishment. I realize it now - it's a beautiful, perfect world of nothingness. No connection, no longing, no . . . love. A world we're trapped in until we're needed here, a world we're condemned to while everyone we might care about forgets us.