Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.

I think people can be trusted to know what makes them unhappy. Maybe we don't always know what we want exactly, but we can usually say what we don't with a fair amount of specificity.

Because it takes more courage to heal the world's hurts than to inflict them.

I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.

You don’t know what it’s like to be alone until you’ve had someone inside your head.

Nobility and self-sacrifice sound wonderful in theory, but now he’s seen how it feels. A dead hero is still dead at the end of the day, and you’re still alone.

Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.