Slice of Life

-They come here every day to sleep?

                                     -No. They come to be woken up.

                                                    The dream has become their reality.  

                                                          Who are you to say otherwise?

When I was your age they would say we can become cops, or criminals. Today, what I’m saying to you is this: when you’re facing a loaded gun, what’s the difference?

Dreams feel real while we’re in them. It’s only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

I miss you more than I can bear, but we had our time together. I have to let you go.

This place makes me wonder. Which would be worse, to live as a monster, or to die as a good man?

Once you’re declared insane, anything you do is called part of that insanity.

The brain controls the pain. The brain controls fears, empathy, sleep, hunger, anger, everything! What if you could control it?

He saved me… in every way that a person can be saved. I don’t even have a picture of him. He exists now… only in my memory.