Sometimes... Reason and Love are met with a violent ignorance that even what's right gets lost. Our heart bleeds, but when does the blood shed end and the healing begin?

Some say pain is the greatest motivator. . . I say it's love.

Oh how the candles will be lit and the wood of worm burn in a fiery dust. For on all Hallow's Eve will the spirits come to play, and only the fruit of thy womb will satisfy their endless roaming.

There's nothing wrong with helping someone without a cost. Especially if there's no end return.

Love thy neighbor yes, but love thyself first.

I'm a little worried... Brave New World seems a bit more real everyday. . .