I think looking forward will be better than looking back.

I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.

To be rather than to seem.

Marco knows he does not have the time to push her away, so he pulls her close, burying his face in her hair, his bowler hat torn from his head by the wind...."Trust me," Celia whispers in his ear, and he stops fighting it, forgetting everything but her.

Misdirection is one of my strengths.

I do not like sitting idly by when something clearly isn't right. I feel... not trapped but something like it, and I don't know what to about.

I'm kind of big on performance in general. I like the sort of entertainment where you can go in and be fully immersed in it.