Because you’re fresh air,” he says. “Being around you, hearing your music and listening to you talk, watching you smile... it makes me forget all the bad in the world.

I’ve been numb for years, and I didn’t realize it until after you appeared and – and made me feel something. Since then, these past two weeks I’ve been awake. Alive. Restless for you to return – and afraid that you wouldn’t.

It’s like we’re in Hogwarts for space, but instead of teaching us magic, they’re preparing us to get kicked off the planet.

Show me that you’re real, and not just my own madness.

It’s a wonderful feeling – you believing in me.

You are lyricist, me a composer – you and I make a complete song.

Risk is the price of progress.

There is nothing in this life that can destroy you but yourself. Bad things happen to everyone, but when they do, you can’t just fall apart and die. You have to fight back. If you don’t, you’re the one who loses in the end. But if you do keep going and fight back, you win.

Show me that you're real, and not just my own madness

I rememberThe way you used to hold me.I rememberThe thrill we used to share.We seem to beStrangers passing by now.Tell me, did you forget howWe once cared?