Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures.

I only assumed those dresses were costumes, based on the garish nature of the plumage.

I couldn't sit by and watch them try to take her down. Not her.

I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.

Stupid to the power of stupid.

We are given to the great, for great purpose, to great ends. We are given to the grave, for grave purposes, to grave ends.

I would love to say how nice it is to see you again, but that would be a lie. And I am nothing if not honest.