I have to go. I have a finite amount of life left and I don't want to spend it arguing with you.
Ashes to AshesBleed me of art, and there won't be enough liquid left in me to spit! [Michelangelo Buonorotti]
The Agony and the EcstasyOther men look up and down, left and right; but men like us are different. We are visionaries.
AirmanWhen I’d confronted him, he’d left me and, like a parasite finding a fresh host, moved in with her.
Arabelle's ShadowsThe present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind.
The Inheritance of Loss