I feel myself becoming less a person than a place, inhabited, a foreign land.

I am part of what she thinks is her illness, a symptom of which she thinks she has been cured. She, on the other hand, is what I was looking for.

I think one of the reasons to be here on earth is to finally be who we are, at all times - to know and be predictable to ourselves.

Numbers, time, inches, feet. All are just ploys for cutting nature down to size.

A woman's body is the gate to this life. A man's body is the gate to the next life.

Society is like this card game here, cousin. We got dealt our hand before we were even born, and as we grow we have to play as best as we can.

Things which do not grow and change are dead things.