Thank you, Wanda. My sister. I will never forget you. Be happy, Mel. Enjoy it all. Appreciate it for me.

This place was truly the highest and the lowest of all worlds - the most beautiful senses, the most exquisite emotions.. the most malevolent desires, the darkest deeds. Perhaps it was meant to be so. Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.

How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?

It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.

It's not the end. It's the beginning.

Hate is a passionate emotion.

No measure of time with you will be long enough, but we'll start with forever.