I don't know if it was love or an illusion. I don't know if there's ever a way to be certain.

I'll tell you something about true love. There's no science to it. It's as natural as the sky.

You can't be afraid. You can be sad if you like. You can be angry. But it's the fear that'll freeze you in place.

Lovers are weapons, but love is a wound.

Kettle thingies. Yum.

We can change so many times in our lives. We're born into a family, and it's the only life we can imagine, but it changes. Buildings collapse. Fires burn. And the next second we're someplace else entirely, going through different motions and trying to keep up with this new person we've become.

...maybe hope isn't such a bad thing. Maybe it's what keeps us together.