We'll tell our secrets to the dark"-Adam "Okay"-Mia "So let's hear another of your irrational fears"-Adam "I'm scared of losing you"-Mia "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen"-Adam "It still scares me"- Mia

It feels like the city is telling secrets down here, privy only to those who think to listen.

Sometimes we meet people and are so symbiotic with them, it's as if we are one person, with one mind, one destiny

Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.

She said if she couldn't play, she had nothing left. What about me?

Adam lay perfectly still, little groans escaping from his lips. I looked at the bow, looked at my hands, looked at Adam's face and felt this surge of love, lust, and an unfamiliar feeling of power.

I don’t discount a magical hand of fate. I am an actor, after all, and a Shakespearian, no less. But it can’t be the ruling force of your life. You have to be the driver.