And I don't want to look at you every day, to see you naked,to watch you wandering around the annexe in your crazy dresses and not...not be able to do what I want with you. Oh, Clark,if you had any idea what I want to do to you right now.And I...i can't live with that knowledge. I can't. It's Not who I am. I can't be the kind of man who just...accepts.

Sometimes life is a series of obstacles, a matter of putting one foot in front of the other. Sometimes, she realizes suddenly, it is simply a matter of blind faith.

Nobody fights you like your own sister; nobody else knows the most vulnerable parts of you and will aim for them without mercy.

Real friends were the kind where you pick up where you'd left off, whether it be a week since you'd seen each other or two years.

So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark. You were from the first day you walked in, with your ridiculous clothes and your bad jokes and your complete inability to ever hide a single thing you felt.

But just as nature abhors a vacuum -- so does the human heart.

I worked out what would make me happy, and I worked out what I wanted to do, and I trained myself to do the job that would make those two things happen