Wise words are like arrows flung at your forehead. What do you do? Why, you duck of course.

Destiny is a lie. Destiny is justification for atrocity. It is the means by which murderers armour themselves against reprimand. It is a word intended to stand in place of ethics, denying all moral context.

When you've burned the bridges behind you, don't go starting a fire on the one in front of you.

Paradise belonged to the innocent. Which was why it was and would ever remain empty. And that is what makes it a paradise.

The more civilized a nation, the more conformed its population, until that civilization's last age arrives, when multiplicity wages war with conformity. The former grows ever wilder, ever more dysfunctional in its extremities; whilst the latter seeks to increase its measure of control, until such efforts acquire diabolical tyranny.' - Traveller

Believe it or not, friendships are difficult to write in fiction. They can easily come across as forced, particularly if they involve too much explication and too many overt gestures of affection.

Chaos needs no allies, for it dwells like a poison in every one of us.