- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you never forget no matter how many beautiful things you hear afterward.

Shhhhhh, shhhhhh, says the sea, but I don't believe her.

One day a wolf bit a man and the man caught it. Magic or science, it's all the same. The only thing magical about it is that we can't explain it." ~Sam

I'm not done writing songs about you yet.

We sat like that for a long while, and when we stood up, all my sad things were in boxes, and Beck was my father.

and i was right here , almost right within reach , but still one thousand mile away