It's Nice Sometimes To Open Up The

There Is No Other Way To Find Ourselves But In Each Others Faces.

The World Needs Writers. We Will Always Be Necessary. There Are Few Professions That Can Claim That Distinction.

I Chose The Shadows; They Did Not Choose Me. I Stay Here Securely Not Just Because I Feel Plain, But Because Disappearance Is By Now The Easy Way. The Habit. The Worn Path That I Can Trod Knowingly And Be Assured Safe Passage Home.

Extending Your Hand Is Extending Yourself.

To Understand Others You Should Get Behind Their Eyes And Walk Down Their Spines.