The smarter you are, the more you know, the less reason you have to trust or love or confide.

I am in limbo, and in limbo there are no races, no prizes, no changes, no chances. There are merely degrees of endurance, and endurance never was my strong point.

Wars of small kingdoms and forgotten lands, what do chessmen dream of in the dark?

There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow.

Why? is the boy's motto, why does, why is, why not? Food, weather, time, fires, sea and season, clothes and cars and people; it's all grist to the mill of why.

A family can be the bane of one's existence. A family can also be most of the meaning of one's existence. I don't know whether my family is bane or meaning, but they have surely gone away and left a large hole in my heart.

It's the possibility that when you're dead you might still go on hurting that bothers me.