I feel empty, not because of sadness, but because of relief, all the tension flowing out of me.

I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am.

I suppose everything is bound to look different when you aren't on your way to die.

I would rather be dead than empty

I never used to understand why people bothered to hold hands as they walked, but then he runs one of his fingertips down my palm, and I shiver and understand it completely

Every question that can be answered must beanswered or at least engaged. Illogical thought processes must bechallenged when they arise.Wrong answers must be corrected.Correct answers must be affirmed. —From the Erudite faction manifesto

I want to break something, or hit something, but I am afraid to move, so I start crying instead.