I don't know what you think of me. And you certainly would never picture us together. But probably peanut butter was just peanut butter for a long time, before someone ever thought of pairing it with jelly. And there was salt, but it started to taste better when there was pepper. And what's the point of butter without bread? (Why are all these examples of FOODS?!!?!?!?!?!?!) Anyway by myself I'm nothing special. But with you I could be.

You can believe something really hard,' Faith says, 'and still be wrong.

We could all be lucky. We could all be what we want to be, instead of who someone else told us to be.

All it takes is a second and your whole life can get turned upside down.

People have to experience things that terrify them. If they don't, how will they ever come to appreciate safety?

Does fate ever play by the rules?

On my license, it says I'm an organ donor, but the truth is I'd consider being an organ martyr. I'm sure I'm worth a lot more dead than alive - the sum of the parts equal more than the whole. I wonder who might wind up walking around with my liver, my lungs, even my eyeballs. I wonder what poor asshole would get stuck with whatever it is in me that passes for a heart.