In the dark times will there also be singing? Yes, there will also be singing. About the dark times

He brings the torch down to her bloody feet and takes a look into her eyes as though asking himself what does madness look like, it looks like this, not someone waving their arms and yelling at the gods but a mother trying to get back home to her children.

There is no escaping the dream and the price of life that is suffering, and she sees her children delivered into a world of devotion and love and sees them damned to a world of terror

The love we are given when we are loved as a child is stored forever inside us

The end of the world is always a local event, it comes to your country and visits your town and knocks on the door of your house and becomes to others but some distant warning

“Surely it can matter even if it doesn’t last… If you painted a masterpiece and then set it on fire, it still would have mattered”

It was a relief and a horror to be known so perfectly

Believe in the things I try to tell you instead of the things you think you deserve to be told. 
Keep writing. It doesn't matter what about. Please keep writing.

“It’s really hard to put into words things that are just a little bit not okay.”

“When will we be able to live rather than just focusing on surviving?”

“I wanted to take all the words from inside my body and show them to someone”

“But why? It’s my body!”