“I want to go ahead of Father Time with a scythe of my own.”
“You can share in my joy, but I don’t want to share my misery. No, I want to give away my misery. Go ahead, take it all.”
“Do you want to go along with others? or go on ahead? or go off on your own?...you must know what you want and that you want. Fourth question for the conscience.”
“I’m an artist. I’m a cave painter. Archaeologists and art critics of the future are going to call me a genius. They’re going to say I was so far ahead of my time that I was way behind my time.”
“Everyone has their own drama. If you want to join the others, go ahead if you want to do that. Or, you can stick to your own. Sometimes it’s a lot easier that way.”
“What colour was her scythe?""Sadly, I wasn't able to take the time to appreciate its subtle hues as it tore through my skin.”