And remember: the flesh is as sacred as it is profane.

No facts to me are sacred; none are profane.

No facts are to me sacred; none are profane; I simply experiment, an endless seeker, with no Past at my back

Fear is a communicable disease; it comes out in the sweat and passes from host to host. Fear is an incendiary agent; it combusts with stupidity.

Senses will lie as dreams wake. You are not on solid ground. Don't look down.

I have an ugliness it's impossible to love.