Something still exists as long as there's someone around to remember it.

What you notice is the loneliness. Daniel started to isolate himself, because it hurt less than being pushed away.

Once you call something a story, it's set in stone. It has a beginning, a middle, and an end that can't be transformed, because by definition, if you do that, it's not the same story anymore

I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow it in... It broke.

i'm sure i'm worth a lot more dead than alive

The more you get past pain, the more it goes from coal to diamond.

This is when I realize that Anna has already left the table, and more importantly, that nobody noticed.