Yeah. A real date. Something official. You. Me. Tonight. We're long overdue.

The heart that truly loves never forgets.

He stares at me so darkly, so hungily that I can only nod. Agree. Of course, I feel it. "I do", I admit.

Before I sought truth. Now I seek justice.

I respond, thoughts dropping away, like pebbles plopping one by one in water, sinking down, down into dark oblivion.

All my life people have called me gifted. Extraordinary. Blessed. I had all these dreams to become something. Someone. No one ever said I couldn't. No one ever said Killer.

Because I know what it feels like to be used, valued only for what you can do... not who you are, not who you want to be.

Ironic, huh? To keep that part of me alive, I have to be close to that which kills it.

You have my word. If you return with me, you won't be harmed. I'd die first.

After running for my life from hunters, a girl with too much lip gloss doesn't register on my fear radar.

I am what everyone always thought. A killer.

If you look at any ancient civilization, they've all used fantasy stories to train the young.

Work is not always required. There is such a thing as sacred idleness.

The way people in the United States execute human beings would not pass muster for euthanasia of animals.

Our individual fates are linked our futures intertwined

You have everything. A family, a great job, a lot of people who look up to you. You've got a place to go home to. So go.

To beautify life is to give it an object.

It is the nature of stone to be satisfied. It is the nature of water to want to be somewhere else.

Write something insightful. Say Morgan Freeman said it. Win at internet.

Does the full moon affect people's behavior, you ask? Yup. It makes people think the full moon affects people's behavior.

Is it any wonder somebody like Donald Trump is racing through the presidential primary process?