{"author":"Michael R. Fletcher","author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher","total_quotes":26,"quotes":[{"text":"There's something satisfying to proclaiming humility while knowing just how important you truly are.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["falsehood","humility","importance","status","wichtig-is-the-guy"],"id":16094,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"The mirror ever lies.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["delusion","lies","mirror"],"id":42616,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"Today's truth will be tomorrow's lie and you will be left questioning your own sanity.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["delusion","lies","manipulation","truth"],"id":45114,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"For all Wichtig spoke of trust, he trusted no one. For all he spoke of wisdom, he learned nothing. Every word he uttered was done so with an eye toward manipulation.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["delusion","falsehood","trust","wichtig-is-the-guy","wisdom"],"id":65177,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"In a mad world, only the mad are sane. - AKIRA KUROSAWA.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["madness","sanity"],"id":71833,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"Trust your fears. When a quiet voice whispers, 'you are being used', listen. Ignore your baser desires.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["fear","gut","intinct","trust"],"id":118614,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"Think about it. When you die you'll be surrounded bu the people you killed. Who the hells goes around killing people they like? In the Afterdeath we'll be surrounded by our enemies.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["after-life","afterdeath","common-sense","logic"],"id":168620,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"No one thanks you for showing them the light.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["light","thanks","ungrateful-people"],"id":169582,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"I was sane once. It was horrible.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["delusion","insanity","sanity"],"id":182038,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"},{"text":"The hand-plucked rose loses meaning as life is leached. Red love, once clutched to breast, putrefies and is thrown to the midden.The hand leaked life as meaning was pucked. Putrefaction clutched love and was thrown to the midden.","author":"Michael R. Fletcher","tags":["assassin","delusional-poet","meaning-of-life","undead"],"id":206207,"author_id":"Michael+R.+Fletcher"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":26,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}