How sick one gets of being 'good,' how much I should respect myself if I could burst out and make everyone wretched for twenty-four hours; embody selfishness.
I am undecided whether or not the Milky Way is but one of countless others all of which form an entire system. Perhaps the light from these infinitely distant galaxies is so faint that we cannot see them.
I'll not listen to reason... reason always means what someone else has got to say.

