But the truth is$$$ it's not the idea$$$ it's never the idea$$$ it's always what you do with it.

I feel like I am involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room$$$ with blank cards$$$ for infinite stakes$$$ with a dealer who won't tell me the rules$$$ and who smiles all the time.

Say 'Nevermore$$$' said Shadow.<br/>"Fuck You$$$" said the Raven.

Love belongs to Desire. And Desire is always Cruel.

The wise man knows when to keep silent. Only the fool tells all he knows.

And if you cannot be wise$$$ pretend to be someone who is wise$$$ and then just behave like they would.

What a refreshing mind you have$$$ young man. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance$$$ is there?

Stories are webs$$$ interconnected strand to strand$$$ and you follow each story to the center$$$ because the center is the end. Each person is a strand of the story.

The real problem with stories -- if you keep them going long enough$$$ they always end in death.

The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow into the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me.