I Don't Know How To Make People

I Will Never Give Up If You Never Give In.

What Must It Be Like, I Wonder, To Live In A World Where Food Appears At The Press Of A Button?

It Crosses My Mind That Cinna's Calm And Normal Demeanor Masks A Complete Madman.

Oh, Well. At Least My Blood Is Flowing.

The Air's Warm With Hopeful Hints Of Spring In It. Spring Would Be A Good Time For An Uprising, I Think. Everyone Feels Less Vulnerable Once Winter Passes.