I was dying. Like all the other people who live in this world.

Loving another person is a wonderful thing, and if that love is sincere, no one ends up tossed into a labyrinth. You have to have more faith in yourself.

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

I feel like I've swallowed a cloudy sky

I think I'll stay alive here a bit longer, and see with my own eyes what's going to happen. I can still die after that - it won't be too late. Probably.

Things may look different to you than they did before. I've had that experience myself. But don't let appearances fool you. There's only one reality.

They were each like a mirror for the other, reflecting the changes in themselves.