People who have monsters recognize each other. They know each other without even saying a word.
Last Night I Sang to the Monsteranimals never worry about Heaven or Hell. neither do I. maybe that's why we get along
The Last Night of the Earth PoemsBreak the character and independence of your man and you will have an obedient trooper.
Out of the Night: The Memoir of Richard Julius Herman Krebs alias Jan ValtinPrisons are built to break men, and when men are broken society has consummated its revenge
Out of the Night: The Memoir of Richard Julius Herman Krebs alias Jan ValtinFor my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me want to dream.
Van Gogh's Starry Night NotebookThis skin cripples me. It always has. — Kai Cheng Thom to -----, 2013 (age 22)
Where the Nights Are Twice as Long: Love Letters of Canadian Poets