Conscience is a wrecking ball.
What is a nightmare?
A subconscious scream in search of a voice.
Destiny is a haunted dream that repeats itself with the same ghosts, though the settings and the scenes are never the same.
Q: What is grey, grouchy, and a force to be reckoned with?
A: A constipated rhino!
Just because there isn't a cross around my neck doesn't mean there isn't one in my heart.
No turning point ever comes without a price—and a battle with a mirror.
Impulse is like a lightning bolt — it arrives without warning, leaves a permanent mark, and disappears without a trace before you realize that it's not wise to be outside when a storm is overhead.
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