Dig deep. Find your way to your soul.

bent like the branches of a tree broken like the pieces of my heart cracked like the seventeenth moon shattered like the glass in the window the day we met

I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.

You watch yourself. One day you're going to pick a hole in the sky and the universe is gonna fall right through. Then we'll all be in a fix

It’s funny how you can live somewhere your whole life, but not really see it.

I guess that’s the thing about a hero’s journey. You might not start out a hero, and you might not even come back that way. But you change, which is the same as everything changing. The journey changes you, whether or not you know it, and whether or not you want it to.

I don't want ta hear that kinda dirty talk comin' from you." "What, fanny? Fanny fanny fanny!