Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade
A nervous silence loosens tongues
I can see patterns in events, and behaviors; in mathematics, I follow slower
Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.
Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without you
We are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike.