Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing
What is fear but courage's shadow?
Pain obliterates everything else. In pain, there is only the eternal present.
I can see patterns in events, and behaviors; in mathematics, I follow slower
Beauty is at its most poignant when the cold hand of Death holds poised to wither it imminently.
If you will not die for us, you cannot ask us to die for you.