Listen, you're my children, and I love you. But you're all terrible.
Madness string 2436
What don't die can't live. What don't live can't change. What don't change can't learn.
Silence is just like the color black. It's meaningful. Strong. Deep. It does absolutely nothing yet explains everything. You can write pages about it. It's elegant and noble without trying. All this, and it doesn't even make a sound.