He Has A Spirit-a Soul- And Therfore

We Stand Separate From The World Because Of Our Gifts. Never Forget That, Because You May Be Sure The World Never Will.

I Closed My Eyes And Rested My Head Against His Chest, Wishing Sincerely That Rhiannon Would Get Hit By A Bus.

Last Time I Saw You, I Said That It Hurt Too Much To Love You. But I Was Wrong About That. The Truth Is It Hurts Too Much Not To Love You.

No, My Young Apprentice. You Said The Exact Right Thing. Again. I'm Just Laughing At Life." "why?" He Asked, Opening Both His Eyes. "because Sometimes It's Either Laugh Or Cry. I Prefer Laugh. How About You?

At The Very Least I Should Fear You. Some Would Say That I Should Hate You." "many Would Say That." "yet I Neither Fear Nor Hate You." "you-you Are Comforting Me. Giving Me Sanctuary. Why, Grandma?" Aurox Asked. "because I Believe In The Power Of Love. I Believe In Chosing Light Over Darkness-happiness Over Hatred-trust Over Skeptism.