There are those individuals who die for a cause, and we say they have made the ultimate sacrifice. We call them martyrs, and we never doubt their sincerity. Yet many others search their entire lives for something—or someone—worth dying for and this is very different. These are the lonely and the desperate, fearful that their lives have no meaning. They yearn for the bullet, if only someone else will pull the trigger.

Sometimes you don't know what you need until it's gone

The things you think about when you're a hair's breath away from getting yourself killed.

I am a ghost in a land of phantoms and forgotten nightmares.

There are those individuals who die for a cause, and we say they have made the ultimate sacrifice. We call them martyrs, and we never doubt their sincerity. Yet many others search their entire lives for something—or someone—worth dying for and this is very different. These are the lonely and the desperate, fearful that their lives have no meaning. They yearn for the bullet, if only someone else will pull the trigger.

But sticking to rules just because they're there does not make them right. You need to learn when the rules should be broken.

What's the point of not taking chances? I don't know if I could stand living my whole life afraid.