All night long if you want. We'll tell our secrets to the dark.

Needle and thread flesh and bone Spit and sinew, heartbreak is home. Your suture lines, they sparkle like diamonds Bright stars to light my confinement "Stitch.

In that twisted incestuous way of fate, Mia's a part of our history, and we're among the shards of her legacy.

You can have your wishes, your plans, but at the end of the day, it's out of your control -Mia

He can't possibly live up to the person you've built him to be

It takes certain kind of naiveté, or perhaps just stupidity, to know things will end and still hope otherwise.

If I felt like a fish out of water in my family, I felt like a fish on Mars in Adam’s circle.