There was no other sound in the world like a car crash.
I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn't know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay.
I'm not done writing songs about you yet.
- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.
Kissing in front of the loveless is an act of cruelty.
It's like scrying into that weird space. There's so much coming out of him, it shouldn't be possible. Do you remember that woman who came in who was pregnant with quadruplets? It was like that, but worse." "He's pregnant?" Blue asked.