Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

Things can be seen better in the darkness," he said, as if he had just seen into her mind. "But the longer you spend in the dark, the harder it becomes to return to the world aboveground where the light is

Nights without work I spend with whisky and books.

I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?

In a sense, I'm the one who ruined me: I did it myself.

Nobody's going to win all the time. On the highway of life you can't always be in the fast lane.

I'll be happy if running and I can grow old together.