Sometimes "yes" Is Rhetoric Enough.

Power Makes Gods. Virtue Makes Martyrs.

History Takes Place Between The Fall And The Apocalypse, With A Narrow Escape Route Called Salvation.

Illusions Are Hazardous, And So Are Disillusions.

Alone, Lonely People Talk To Themselves. In Company, They Often Continue.

Home Again, I Can Groan, Scratch, And Talk To Myself.