When the souls rise up in glory, yours shall not be shunned nor sunderered, but shall be the prize of the gods' gardens. Even your darkness shall be treasured then, and all your pain made holy.

A tactical retreat is not a bad response to a surprise assault, you know. First you survive. Then you choose your own ground. Then you counterattack.

Children might or might not be a blessing, but to create them and then fail them was surely damnation.

Experience suggests it doesn't matter so much how you got here, as what you do after you arrive.

On the sixth day God saw He couldn't do it all, so He created ENGINEERS

Adulthood isn't an award they'll give you for being a good child. You can waste years, trying to get someone to give that respect to you, as though it were a sort of promotion or raise in pay. If only you do enough, if only you are good enough. No. You have to just take it. Give it to yourself, I suppose. Say, I'm sorry you feel like that and walk away. But that's hard

Utterly bleak and black is not the sum of realism. All the other colors are real, too.