And the pain is too much it's too much it's too much and my hands are on my head and I'm rearing back and my mouth is open in a never-ending wordless wail of all the blackness that's inside me. And i fall back into it.

People say they want freedom, but what they really want is freedom from worry. If I take care of their problems, they don't mind being told what to do.

It's not how we fall. It's how we get back up again.

And it’s a sad song, Todd, but it’s also a promise. I’ll never deceive you and I’ll never leave you and I promise you this so you can one day promise it to others and know that it’s true.

But,' he thinks, 'it's possible to die before you die.

And here was a man who lived on belief, but who sacrificed it at the first challenge, right when he needed it most

Viola? Keep calling for me– And I’ll keep searching for you– And I’ll find you– You bet yer life on it– I’ll find you– Keep calling for me, Viola– Cuz here I come.