Something given, something taken away. Does it always have to work like that?
I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.
I realize it’s not just Willem I’m looking for; it’s Lulu too.
Sacrifice, that's what we do for the people we love.
I recognized that the kiss was a door I had walked through.
Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.