History is that which is agreed upon by mutual consent.

Sometimes it's good to leave the past in the past.

The law's the law, but people are people.

That's how life goes on - protected by the silence that anesthetizes shame.

Right and wrong can be like bloody snakes: so tangled up that you can't tell which is which until you've shot 'em both, and then it's too late.

Humans withdraw to their homes, and surrender the night to the creatures that own it: the crickets, the owls, the snakes. A world that hasn't changed for hundreds of thousands of years wakes up, and carries on as if the daylight and the humans and the changes to the landscape have all been an illusion.

Scars are just another kind of memory.