I'm afraid of everything. Fear of being alone, fear of being hurt, fear of being made a fool of, fear of failure... Still, I think all my fears bleed from one big one.

Talent? That's not talent. Talent is Liza Minnelli tap dancing and singing at the same time. What I just saw was devastation. Dying man on the cross. Salvation in B minor.

There's a big difference between being alone and being lonely. And I'm guessing that once you've discovered this distinction you can't go back to solitary confinement without serious emotional repercussions.

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.

That's why you have to save the dying man. Because you want him around to keep saving you.

If you want me you're going to have to come and get me.

Everyone feels that void. Everyone who has the balls to look inside themselves, anyway. It's what life's all about.. A search.