My shadow is only half of what it should be." "Everyone has their shortcomings.

I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw.

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

I don't care what you do to me, but I don't want you to hurt me. I've had enough hurt already in my life. More than enough. Now I want to be happy.

Is it possible to become friends with a butterfly?

I'm not human. I'm a piece of machinery. I don't need to feel a thing. Just forge on ahead.

my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and waiting for it to pass. And it would pass -- but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache behind.