“We're all born an empty page.”
“We're all born strangers to ourselves and each other, and we're seldom formally introduced.”
“We're all born lost, aren't we? We're all born separated from God - over and over life makes sure to inform us of this - and yet we're all real: we have names, we have lives. We mean something. We must. ”
“We're all dead the moment we're born. Just, some of us get there faster than others.”
“Are we all on the same page, Delilah?The same page? I don't even think we're even in the same library, but no need to bring that up.”
“If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?”