You can't hurt someone who doesn't care about you.

I know everything and nothing about him all at the same time.

Does madness bring creativity? Or does creativity cause madness? Can an artist create without the ups so high and the downs so low?

But sometimes it's the sunshine that frightens us more than the big black shadows.

Sometimes,” he said after a second that lasted a million years, “things get broken. And they can’t be fixed.

We were broken, brittle and fragile. The question was, were we still precious to each other? Or, instead of everything falling into place, had it fallen into pieces?

If I'd known it was going to be the last time he'd ever hold me, I'd have paid better attention.