Wellsie frowned. "I'd like you to stay away from him, okay? He's...not right in a lot of ways. Do you know what I mean?" Actually, John wasn't so sure about that. Yeah, the guy was enough to make you think fondly of the boogeyman sometimes, but clearly he wasn't all bad.

Life was short, no matter how many days you were granted. And people were precious, each and every one, no matter how many you were lucky enough to have in your life. And love... love was worth dying for. Worth living for, too. -Tohrment

Good? No, that didn't go far enough. She'd made him feel… alive. Awakened.

God, he was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.

“Doesn't have to be easy to be right.” In that case, we're meant for each other.

Even when there were no more options for the body, the heart's wishes find a way out, and as with all warmth, love rises. Besides, the will to fly was in the nature of the soul, so its home had to be up above

Strong relationships are not rocked by a truth that is grounded by resolute monogamy.