She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so...I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.

Why are you being so mean?""Friends tell friends the truth.""yeah, but not to hurt, to help.

When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.

Yes it is, because you can only be brave if you're scared.

Death is funny, when you think about it. Everybody does it, but nobody knows how, exactly how.

Mi sgridano perché non riesco a vedere quello che vedono loro.