Bad day?" "Every day is a bad day here." "Eh, this place isnt't so terrible." "How are you always cheerful?" "Alcohol," he says with a sideways grin.

Wow, Johnny. I send you out for reinforcements and you come back with an old man, a nerd and this little hobbit guy. Great job.

There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.

A wise man once told me that only by leaving someone good can you meet someone better.

The key to change is letting go of the fear.

It might drive some people crazy, living like this, but the quiet keeps me company.

Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain.