Red like blood White like bone Red like solitude White like silence Red like the beastly instinct White like a god's heart Red like thawing hatred White like a frozen, pained cry Red like the night's hungry shadows Like a sigh piercing the moon it shines white and shatters red
Tite KuboWe must never shed tears That is the life form’s defeat and if we give into the emotions then it only becomes proof of our inability to control it.
Tite Kubo