Each man dreams his own heaven.
I'd been hurt, and in response I had acted violently, destroying a little of myself each time I did so.
Luck ran out, but smart was for life.
I believe in those whom I love and trust.
This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people.
My feelings for Raphael are mine, and mine alone. I loved him, and that is all anyone needs to know. The rest is no business of any man's.