Prayer Book

A person's greatest sin is this: that they were born

~~She seemed to be coming straight for his soul.

That drifting flash of red passed through his field of vision and the crowd, reaching directly into his heart and leaving it burning with a searing pain.

~~Her body and her heart were like a flower that had been slow to bloom. At last, the sunlight pried open its tightly wrapped petals.

There was a faint ache, and boundless joy.

~~True love always shakes the soul. In the real world, love like that no longer exists. Human wisdom has evolved to the point where people love only themselves.

~~For someone who has truly lived, death is merely a destination: it doesn't hurt, and it isn't frightening.

Those left behind are the ones who are truly afraid and tormented.

~~Sometimes death is a god within us, like alluring music, drawing us ever onward toward the final land of nothingness.

~~She knew her life was slipping away. Like a cigarette burned down to its end, its ember still glowing, while the tobacco had already turned to ash. The slightest touch would make it crumble away at once.