"I'll be your mess, you be mineThat was the deal that we had signed."

'Concert' doesn’t mean standing up like a target in front of thousands of strangers. It means coming together. It means harmony.

Everything is happening all the time, but if you don't put yourself in the path of it, you miss it.

Bribes are the glue that's kept teenagers and parents connected for generations.

It had given me a bad feeling, though I wasn’t sure if it was because I was scared I wasn’t going to find him, or scared of just what I might find.

But if that’s what happens to normal, what hope is there for the rest of us?” I ask him.

Backstage, Willem is thinking about accidents again. And things that seemingly don’t make sense, except they do. Like right out there in the fifth row. All of them, together. That makes sense.

I don’t know exactly what’s happened to me, and for the first time today, I don’t really care. I shouldn’t have to care. I shouldn’t have to work this hard. I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.

Something tickles inside me, an echo from another time when it wasn’t all frozen in there.

No one is who they pretend to be.