Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.

“Lust is a thing of the blood. Doesn't need head or heart.”

“The wound you refuse to dress is one that will never heal. You gush lifeblood a…”

“See me when you look at me.”

“I wasn't prepared for death. Nobody is. You lose someone you love more than you…”