I told her why we are here. I told you wouldn't hurt Jack." "The coffin?" I smiled. I couldn't help it. He was a 'jack in a box.

I'm very judgmental person. It's one of my faults.

Illusion is sometimes all that keeps us sane." - Anita

Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometimes four inches will do the job, but to be really sure, I like to have six.

Some wounds cut us so deep that they stop us. Stop us from letting go, from growing up, from seeing the truth.

In chains and darkness, wherefore should I stay, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key.

Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.” “I thought you'd chase cars,” I said. He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed.