I do have friends, but they don't know me, only someone I've created to take my place. Someone sculpted from ice. I keep the melted me bottled up inside. Where no one can touch her, until, unbidden, she comes pouring out.

Memory is a tenuous thing, like a rainbow's end or a camera with a failing lens.

A best friend is your voice when you can't find it.

I never actually plan sequels. They demand to be done.

It's just so hard to feel good, you know?" I do know. And more than that, it's just so incredibly hard to feel. (54)

I know I can't stay here forever

Death Is only the easy way out if you are the one who dies.