It’s as if the entire city has suddenly disappeared. Or rather, the city is still there, but all the people are gone.

You’ve done a good thing,” Nurse Winter says. “You should be proud of yourself.

From now on, I intend to be entirely selfish, and for me that means reading.

It matters not where a person is from, but rather what they do with themselves.

How can it be that everything makes so much sense in my head, but it all falls apart when I start speaking?

Nurse Winter seems... Something’s not right. I can’t put my finger on it, but something is definitely not right with her.

Well that’s wonderful,” she says. “Everyone says that their third night is particularly fun.” She stands up straight and starts walking away. “See you later!” she calls back. As I’m.

When one faces death, one should embrace the darkness and accept that life is over. The difficulty, however, comes in letting go of hope.

I guess some people don’t ever really change. They just learn to be better liars.

Rise up and lift your lips to death,” I say, “for it is the sweetest thing you will ever taste.