Talk is cheap. Try acting out, Tough Guy. I'm in conflict. Your nights are supposed to be dark. Elevators are supposed to go up up up.
Crowds happen naturally when more than a few people stand together.
They can't hurt you. Sometimes in the night I dream an unreasonable facsimile of myself sits tall at a banker's desk. Pen in steady hand, I write that letter, offhandedly joke about how nobody but nobody who climbs to the top of this big bank could ever even remotely know Fear, except the kind he elicits in the pathetic little tellers who fear one more year's no raise. All Rights Reserved. . TIME time tells clocks, not the other way around.