It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

I am Jack's smirking revenge.

I'm only confrontational with my friends.

We opened our hearts. Hear me, heal me, save me, believe me.

Because I can't hit bottom, I can't be saved.

This is less teaching than damage control. You may as well paint a house that’s on fire.

That if you could acquire enough, accomplish enough, you’d never want to own or do another thing. That if you could eat or sleep enough, you’d never need more. That if enough people loved you, you’d stop needing love.