I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much.
Oh, and I certainly don't suffer from schizophrenia. I quite enjoy it. And so do I.
Once upon a time is now.
Shakespeare; the only man I'd ever love.
Life is not like Gloomy Sunday, with a second ending when the people are disturbed.
You," he said, "are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.