So is darkness better than a heartfelt lie?

For standing between Cody and his pain is my obligation, and standing between my uncle and his pain is my rent, but the pain I coax from Bronte is my joy

From the end of the bar, the bartender threw a sidelong look at him, so Clarence pulled out a broken Bluetooth headset and fixed it to his ear. "I learned this trick while traveling with Mikey," Clarence told Nick. "Makes my brand of crazy the same as everyone else's.

We move in and out of darkness and light all our lives. Right now I'm pleased to be in the light.

The living would come up with endless theories to argue, because the living were exceptionally good at arguing, especially when no one knew the answer.

Who am I? The sum of your dreams, the thrill you refuse to grasp, the unknown you fear.

And he thinks that if his soul had a form, this is what it would be. A baby sleeping in his arms.