What life gives us, good or bad, we seldom deserve.

It seemed that the good people were always cleaning up the messes.

It was best to believe in all possibilities...there were more mysteries in the world than a man could ever hope to understand.

The dead are never far from us. They're in our hearts and on our minds and in the end all that separates us from them is a single breath, one final puff of air.

You stopped looking for the truth...I'd guess that's a sin we've all been guilty of.

I was a sinner. I knew that without a doubt. But I was not alone. And the night was the accomplice of us all.

And what is happiness, Nathan? In my experience, it's only a moment's pause here and there on what is otherwise a long and difficult road. No one can be happy all the time.