“so word for word/My master spoke, and I asked him for the food/To fill the appetite these words inspired.”
“Are you asking me if I fuck my food?” The words sound overly harsh in the darkness. “I suppose I am.”
“His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way I’d never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And I was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.”
“My best Acquaintances are thoseWith Whom I spoke no Word”
“Then we spoke the words together. "For all eternity, my life.”
“It is to the man who is trying to live, to the man who is obedient to the word of the Master, that the word of the Master unfolds itself.”