I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

I didn't realize you needed a response. When Hamlet is giving a monologue, he just goes on and on by himself.

Let go of the anger, hang on to the good lessons.

Sometimes I spend all day in my dressing gown. But if I do dress, I make myself ravishing because then, I feel ravishing.

God Almighty, your ruined, and you didn't even eat the gingerbread.

She still remembered sitting for hours as a little girl and pretending to be a hassock. A foot stool. Because if she could just stay very small, and very quiet, her mother would forget she was there, and then she wouldn't scream about people and places and things that had gone wrong.

You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.