if one of us falls, we all fall
You love him," he says. Not an asking, just a fact. "I do," I say. Also a fact.
A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes Monsters of Men.
Limitations can be hugely creative and hugely inspiring - so long as they are the ones you choose for yourself.
Men lie, and they lie to theirselves worst of all.
If the world wants you, it's gonna keep on coming till it gets you. And who am I that can fix it? Who am I that can change this if the world wants it so badly? Who am I to stop the end of the world if it keeps on coming?