And this is something I must accept - even if, like acid on metal, it is slowly corroding me inside.

And this is something I must accept - even if, like acid on metal, it is slowly corroding me inside.

Nothing can relieve the pain. Not crying, laughing, screaming, begging. Nothing can change the past.

He will think Lochan wasn't loved, but he was, more deeply than most people are in a lifetime.

He shakes his head with a slow smile. You'd better be right. If the phone rings, I'm unpluggining it, I swear to God-“ You'd do that to your five-year-old sister?“ I gasp in mock outrage. For one whole night alone? Jesus, Maya, I'd sell her to the gypsies!

They say when you really love someone, you should be willing to set them free. So that is what I am doing. I will step back and you will move on. I will let you go. ... Your happiness means everything to me. I will listen for your voice in the distance. I will look at the moon. I will keep you in my pocket. I will carry your smile with me everywhere, like a warm and comforting glow.

Anyway, what does mad mean exactly?" Rami added quickly "Aren't we all a little mad? Don't we have to be somehat mad just to go on living, to go on hoping?