In My Dreams, I Kill Him Every

She Had Never Loved Him So Much As She Did In That Instant.

We're Setting Up Mechanisms Where We Can Kill Human Beings With Drones And Missiles Where You're Sitting At A Console And Pressing The Button. We Never Have To Hear Their Whimpering, Or Hear Them Begging For Their Mother, Or Dying In Horrible Realities Around Us. I Don't Know If That's Necessarily Such A Good Thing.

She Had Put Despair And Fear Aside, As If They Were Garments She Did Not Choose To Wear.

There's No Shame In Fear, My Father Told Me, What Matters Is How We Face It.

What Is Dead May Never Die, But Rises Again, Stronger And Harder.