We are the hunters---and we are also the bait.

Adolphus is not at his desk. That means he is somewhere in the Monstrumarium, has gone home for the day, or is dead.

Because we will die, but at least we will die unbroken.

Human beings are remarkably resilient. When you think about it, our species has been teetering upon the edge of the existential cliff since Hiroshima. In short, we endure.

A man lies upon the floor, spreads his arms, and transforms himself into a ship of a thousand sails.

When I wake up the next morning, there's a Hershey's Kiss sitting on the table beside me.

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