Maybe an ocean between us wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

Remember, Lily, the opposite of love is nothingness – indifference. Hate and love are two sides of the same magic stone. What to worry about in this life is lack of feeling. Feeling nothing.

And we clung to each other like we were drowning because, in a way, we were.

We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours.

Spider had that easy way about him that people who have never had anything bad happen to them seem to possess.

What made the difference between choosing to die and deciding to live?Was it the weight of sadness that buckled them over and dragged them away from all sane, rational thoughts with an anchor of hopelessness so intense they just gave up fighting?