There Are Some Losses We Never Get

Love: A Single Word, A Wispy Thing, A Word No Bigger Or Longer Than An Edge. That's What It Is: An Edge; A Razor. It Draws Up Through The Center Of Your Life, Cutting Everything In Two. Before And After. The Rest Of The World Falls Away On Either Side.

Hearts Are Fragile Things. That's Why You Have To Be So Careful.

What I Meant Was, You Looked Happier In The Pictures.

The Priests And The Scientists Are Right About One Thing: At Our Heart, At Our Base, We Are No Better Than Animals.

The Past Is Nothing But A Weight. It Will Build Inside Of You Like A Stone.