“That memory is so crushingwhy write me lettersI already know.”

“We could power a city with this energy, but it'd be a waste.”

“Once while spying on my neighborsI solved for x.”

“I hear children screamingI want to awaken themto show them the hog's bloodand make them start screaming”

“Our lives are the sum of our memories. How much are we willing to lose from our already short lives by … not paying attention?”

“You tried to so hard to forget me; you burnt the letters I made. Though my memory has been dying,I hope the feeling still remains. Will you meet me in the middle someday?”

“I had already found that it was not good to be alone, and so made companionship with what there was around me, sometimes with the universe and sometimes with my own insignificant self; but my books were always my friends, let fail all else.”