A brick could be held in one hand, and a stack of dollar bills in the other, to illustrate the difference in weight between the real and the imaginary. The imaginary only weighs more when you believe in it, and then once you stop believing in it, it weighs next to nothing. 


“Add smoke, not fire. You want to confuse your competition, not kill them.”

“A brick could be used like love. But not my love, because my love is more like …”

“A brick could be used to declare war on a country made of glass. I’ll bet those…”

“The light lulls you into a false sense of security. But if the dark should come…”