... Too Much Brooding, Not

I Doubt We Will Ever Be Forgiven. All I Hope Is – They'll Remember We Were Human Beings

... Too Much Brooding, Not Enough Doing.

All Of This Happened A Long Time Ago. But Not So Long Ago That Everyone Who Played A Part In It Is Dead. Some Can Still Be Met In Dark Old Rooms With Nurses In Attendance.

Time Is Light, Time Is Dark. You Either Dance, Or You Fall.

Nothing So Completely Verifies Our Perception Of A Thing As Our Killing Of It.