I'm giving you my life to prove to myself I can, I really can love somebody. Even when I'm not getting paid, I can give love and happiness and charm. You see, I can handle the baby food and the not talking and being homeless and invisible, but I have to know that I can love somebody. Completely and totally, permanently and without hope of reward, just as an act of will, I will love somebody.

People had been working for so many years to make the world a safe, organized place. Nobody realized how boring it would become. With the whole world property-lined and speed-limited and zoned and taxed and regulated, with everyone tested and registered and adressed and recorded. Nobody had left much room for adventure, except maybe the kind you could buy. [...] The laws that keep us safe, these same laws condemn us to boredom.

If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?

The damaged love the damaged. True fact.

Nothing happened, and nothing kept happening.

I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.

I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.