Compromise Is An Imperfect Act.

People Are Supposed To Fear The Unknown, But Ignorance Is Bliss When Knowledge Is So Damn Frightening.

You Cannot Die Of Grief, Though It Feels As If You Can. A Heart Does Not Actually Break, Though Sometimes Your Chest Aches As If It Is Breaking. Grief Dims With Time. It Is The Way Of Things. There Comes A Day When You Smile Again, And You Feel Like A Traitor. How Dare I Feel Happy. How Dare I Be Glad In A World Where My Father Is No More. And Then You Cry Fresh Tears, Because You Do Not Miss Him As Much As You Once Did, And Giving Up Your Grief Is Another Kind Of Death.

The Truth May Not Set You Free, But Used Carefully, It Can Confuse The Hell Out Of Your Enemies.

When Crime Busting Is Easier Than Your Personal Life, Something Has Gone Seriously Wrong.

That Disapproving Look Was Back In Her Eyes. Her Teacher Face. The One That Could Make You Squirm From Ten Paces, Even If You Were Innocent. And I Hadn't Been Innocent For Years.