Hell is for other people.
I am responsible for everything... except my very responsibility.
Criticism often takes from the tree caterpillars and blossoms together.
Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.
Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.
Your scare me rather. My reflection in the glass never did that; of course, I knew it so well. Like something I had tamed...I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.