The thing I’m most afraid of is me. Of not knowing what I’m going to do. Of not knowing what I’m doing right now

What was lost was lost. There was no retrieving it, however you schemed, no returning to how things were, no going back.

I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.

Nothing in the real world is as beautiful as the illusions of a person about to lose consciousness.

I would never see her again, except in memory. She was here, and now she's gone. There is no middle ground. Probably is a word that you may find south of the border. But never, ever west of the sun.

If I have left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.

As long as there's such a thing as time, everybody's damaged in the end, changed into something else. It always happens, sooner or later.