Burn your bridges, hide your provisions! All men are islands now.
Acrimonious proclamations of victory in solitude have convinced against solidarity.
Indiscriminate safeguarding of relationships is passé; why treasure whom others trash?
Everything is relative, but relativity. Relativity, the absolute truth.
Things depend, no longer just are. Dependency is weakness; let’s sever ties.
Advice when islanding:
Before you light that match, beware of the fire,
lest it be more than light, less than love;
lest it burn more than bridges.