Like boats, we human beings need anchors, no matter how tenuously those links may hold us, or else we drift forever through uncharted oceans, scanning every horizon for a hint of hope. And with the chances of being picked up and rescued so small, we need our islands, our mooring points, our ports, our points of reference and our havens.
Morgana Blackrose, Phoenyx: Flesh and Fire Erotic Memoirs of a Striptease Artist
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