If you expect the worst, you'll never be disappointed.

But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening.

I looked down again at the sign in my hand - ENJOY THE RIDE! - and it seemed, suddenly, to be just that. A sign.

Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.

It all depends on how you choose to live it. It's like forever, always changing.

The kind who live for music and are constantly seeking it out, anywhere they can. Who can't imagine a life without it. They're enlightened.

For two hours I'd felt myself stretching tighter and tighter, like a rubber band pulled to the point of snapping. And now, I could feel the smaller, weaker part of myself beginning to fray, tiny bits giving way before the big break.