Some people, every now and then, simply had to have One Too Many, go drifty voiced and slouch mouthed, swimming willfully around in their own sadness as if it were hot springs.

His characters are ravaged, beaten. They walk through infernos and emerged charred doves.

Some people are as fragile as butterflies and sensitive and it’s your responsibility not to destroy them. Just because you can

Justice wields an erratic sword, grants mercy to fortunate few. Yet if man doesn't fight for her, 'tis chaos he's left to.

What you tend to find in the personal lives of brilliant men is devastation akin to a nuclear bomb going off.

Betrayal isn't ridiculous. It's the reason empires fall.

May you walk a lighted path. May you fight for truth - your truth, not someone else's - and may you understand, above all things, that you are the most important concept, theory, and philosophy I have ever known.