You are the nest. You are the hatchling. You are the chrysalis. You are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars. You may not understand what I mean. You will.

The harder survival becomes, the more you want to pull together. And the more you want to pull together, the harder survival becomes.

It's hard to plan for what comes next when what comes next is not something you planned for.

You never know when the truth will come home. You can't choose the time. The time chooses you.

Cruelty isn't a personality trait. Cruelty is a habit.

We are the clay, and you are Michelangelo. And we will be your masterpiece.

To hold on, you have to find something you’re willing to die for.