To those who fight monsters, be careful that you yourself do not become a monster. When you look long into the abyss the abyss also looks back into you.

In the first place you can't see anything from a car; you've got to get out of the goddamned contraption and walk, better yet crawl, on hands and knees, over the sandstone and through the thornbush and cactus. When traces of blood begin to mark your trail you'll begin to see something, maybe. Probably not.

"Freedom is for honest people. No man who is not himself honest can be free – he is his own trap.”

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?

To some the world is a dangerous place, with only few occasional moments of safety, to others the world is a safe place, only occasionally broken by moments of danger.

Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.