“Without the sinner, what need is there for a redeemer? Without sin, what grace has forgiveness?”
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“Without the sinner, what need is there for a redeemer? Without sin, what grace has forgiveness?”
“I’ll crawl through knives, an inch for a tear.”
The Law of Equivalent Exchange
There's no point to lessons that don't bring with them pain. People can't gain anything without sacrificing something, after all. But once you've successfully endured that pain, you gain a heart that is stout enough not be overcome by anything. Yeah, a heart made fullmetal.
“And how long must I keep on reaching For worlds beyond my grasp? And how long will my heart stay beating Before collapse?”
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How about The River Flowing in You? I’d really love to explore that...
Uncaged
If someone is afraid of the dark, should we fix them by taking away their sight?
Going on an adventure?
-Listen, just so we’re clear about back there... It was either me, or him...
“Funny. We all want to see what’s beyond the veil. But, once we do we choose to close our eyes again, pretending it’s not real.”
So strange that we go to such lenghts to bury our dead. Something so very ordinary, inevitable... It's as we conspire to hide death, because we have no answer for it.
Have you ever died before? It's a serious question. When an illusion of self is shattered, you simply cease to be. Though it may not seem that way to others, you know when it is true. You can feel it. A stranger in your own body. An impostor. And nothing is the same ever again.
She was born blind and didn’t have the slightes idea of what night looks like.