“I start pulling my guts out those red silk cords, spiraling skyward, and I'm climbing them past the moon and the sun, past darkness into white. I mean to live.” — Ai Copy Share Image
“...grief. If you eat too much of it, you want more, you can never get enough.” — Ai Copy Share Image
“To me, the ideological high wire is for fools to balance on with their illusions. It is better to leap into the void. Isn't… — Ai Copy Share Image
“...the truth is always changing, always shaped by the latest collective urge to destroy.” — Ai Copy Share Image
“I start pulling my guts out those red silk cords, spiraling skyward, and I'm climbing them past the moon and the sun, past darkness… — Ai Copy Share Image
