It's simple. Nothing exists except in relation to something else.

Well, how do I know that they don't know the answer unless I ask?

He kissed her and killed her then dumped her body in the river.

The world is always a democracy in times of flux, and the man with the best voice will win.

Humans invent an imaginary lover and put that mask over the face of the body in their bed. That is the tragedy of language my friend. Those who know each other only through symbolic representations are forced to imagine each other. And because their imagination is imperfect, they are often wrong.

Good people aren't good because they never cause harm to others. They're good because they treat others the best way they know how, with the understanding that they have.

So let me tell you what I think about gods. I think a real god is not going to be so scared or angry that he tries to keep other people down…A real god doesn’t care about control. A real god already has control of everything that needs controlling. Real gods would want to teach you how to be just like them.