Power doesn't have to show off. Power is confident, self-assuring, self-starting and self-stopping, self-warming and self-justifying. When you have it, you know it.

Who knows but that, on the lower frequencies, I speak for you?

Injustice wears ever the same harsh face wherever it shows itself.

Good fiction is made of that which is real, and reality is difficult to come by.

The thing to do is to exploit the meaning of the life you have.

Everywhere I've turned somebody has wanted to sacrifice me for my own good—only /they/ were the ones who benefited. And now we start on the old sacrificial merry-go-round. At what point do we stop?

My hole is warm and full of light.