Love doesn't die; the men and women do.

Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do.

You don't dare think whole even to yourself the entirety of a dear hope or wish let alone a desperate one else you yourself have doomed it.

If you could just ravel out into time. That would be nice. It would be nice if you could just ravel out into time

Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday's omissions and regrets.

You can't. You just have to.

If there was anything at all in the Book, anything of hope and peace for His blind and bewildered spawn which He had chosen above all others to offer immortality, THOU SHALT NOT KILL must be it.