It so difficult to know what the people we love really need.
Behind everything we feel, there is always a sense of fear.
Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... just one. Our life. We have nothing else.
'Mad' is a term we use to describe a man who is obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
It's perfectly obvious that somebody's responsible and somebody's innocent. Otherwise it [justice] makes no sense at all.
Memories are like stones, time and distance erode them like acid.