People talk of situations, read books, repeat quotations.

There doesn't seem to be any tomorrow. Every time I wake up, no matter in what position, it's always been today.

It's like my whole life never happened, When I see you, it's as if I never had a thought. I know this dream, it might be crazy, But it's the only one I've got.

New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.

I fought with my twin, the enemy within.

Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb/I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from/Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.