Hidden in a toolbox, in the rafters of his four-car garage, was an envelope full of pictures taken by a private detective...They were pictures of a scrawny, boyish looking nine year old with a wide mouth and a tangle of brown hair...Her eyes were oblong and deep set, their color hidden from the camera by the slant of the sun. The angles and planes of her face were oddly beautiful just then, in that moment, frozen on Kodak paper. A hint of the woman she would someday become.

For a moment, she thought it natural in a way seeing a plane fall from the sky can seem natural, too. The horror comes later.

Be the celebrators, celebrate! Already there is too much__he flowers have bloomed, the birds are singing, the sun is there in the sky__elebrate it! You are breathing and you are alive and you have consciousness, celebrate it!

Depression is evil. Before you know it, it takes over and there's no escaping it.

...evil fascinates and repels us - it's a terrible beauty that enthralls us the more we stare into it...

World is beautiful but it is dangerous place to live, there is so much evil behind a normal person.