I can stab myself, but I can’t reach the knife to pull it out. And then everything starts to disappear. I start to fade away, too. Only the knife is always there— to the very end.

“If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get u…”

“The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from…”

“We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We'e connected to reali…”

“Daca pe lume nu exista bine absolut, nu exista nici rau absolut...Binele si rau…”