Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

I wanted so much to keep you safe. I did my best. I'm sorry things didn't come out different for the two of us. I wish I could have been good enough for you.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

Nobody expects you to exhibit godlike strength, excepting maybe yourself.

The world is simple, I think, in its essence. Life, death, love, hate. Desire, fulfillment. Magic.

All that he had of her was his memory, where he held every moment, every single moment that she had been his. That was all he had, to keep out the loneliness.

But I believe we all have an inner goodness; a little flame that stays alight through the worst of trials.