Words have longer lives than people.

There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless.

How can you be sure?" "I'm a doctor, Jenna. And a scientist." "Does that make you an authority on everything? What about a soul, Father? When you were so busy implanting all your neural chips, did you think about that? Did you snip my soul from my old body, too? Where did you put it? Show me! Where? Where in all this groundbreaking technology did you insert my soul?

It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.

People will notice the beauty of what they usually ignore ~

I suppose you're right about some perspectives. Just a few weeks ago, I thought you were a dickhead.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.