Love Requires Context.

Maybe All The Schemes Of The Devil Were Nothing Compared To What Man Could Think Up.

Sooner Or Later A Black Car Came For Everyone.

The Blood Of A Redheaded Woman Is Three Degrees Cooler Than The Blood Of A Normal Woman. This Has Been Established By Medical Studies.

What A Blessed If Painful Thing, This Business Of Being Alive.

I See God Now As An Unimaginative Writer Of Popular Fictions, Someone Who Builds Stories Around Sadistic And Graceless Plots, Narratives That Exist Only To Express His Terror Of A Woman's Power To Choose Who And How To Love, To Redefine Love As She Sees Fit, Not As God Thinks It Ought To Be. The Author Is Unworthy Of His Own Characters.