Do not cry for me, Azrael. Do not waste your tears. You made your decision. And this is mine. Sacrifice seems to be my destiny. A funny thing for a selfish man, isn't it? They always called me weak back then.

The world in your mind is as real as the world outside of it.

Schuyler pulled Oliver close and hugged him tightly. "Thank you," she whispered. Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

It was so nice just to live in the moment, to enjoy holding him so closely, to pretend for a little while that they were merely two young people in love and nothing else.

sometimes, when the sun shines, it scorches.

A brain with no heart and no reasoning ... well, nothing is more meaningless.

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable.