"I met design while in transit through the vast rail systems and subterranean passages of the network called life; as is often the case, we flirted, engaged in dalliances, covert meetings, midnight trysts. I didn't fall in love 'til later on, much later on. I was too young, and she was too vague. I courted others: science, technology, art, philosophy. Almost got married, more than once, but I kept coming back. The allure was too strong to resist.
I didn't understand her, and I still don't, but mystery is seductive, and hers is overwhelming. It's easy to think that there's only one side to her, but the reality is that she holds within her dreams, nightmares, fantasies, possibilities as diverse as nature itself. That's why I love her. I can't help myself." - +Ishmael Hallin