The thing about fate is, are you the master of your fate, or are the stars?

Funny thing is, until I met you all I wanted to do was to get as far away from here as I could. Kind of ironic, isn't it? Can't get much farther away than where I"m going, and now I'd give anything to stay.

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living Nobody is giving in & Nobody is giving Nobody hears me but just Nobody cares Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares Nobody belongs to me & Nobody remains No Nobody knows nothing All that remains are remains

These are the kinds of things a guy thinks about when he visits his own grave.

Maybe Ridley was like chicken pox; you could only catch it once.

Laws of physics laws of love of time and space and the (in)between place (in)between you and me and where we are lost and looking looking and lost

She had the power to destroy. I had only seen the power to love. When you discovered both, who could figure out what to do with that?