“You get use to someonestart to like them, evenand they leave. In the end, everyone leaves.”

“And just when I though things were starting to get better, everything had gone wrong again.”

“People just don't seem to get me. Don't understand that I need my space. Always telling me what to do. They think rules and routines and clean hands and your p's and q's will make everything all ri...”

“We all know we're one day closer to the end when we wake up in the morning. We just kid ourselves that it's not happening.”

“I was tired of being me.”

“My best day ever. Got up. Had breakfast. Came to school. Bored, as usual. Wishing I wasn't there, like usual. Kids ignoring me, suits me fine. Sitting with the other retardswere so special. Wasting...”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”

“You get use to someonestart to like them, evenand they leave. In the end, everyone leaves.”

“My fear for you outweighs my fear of him, he said simply. And I told you, didnt I? If you left, Id follow you.But should you try to leave on your own, know that I will go to the ends of the earth t...”

“In the end we're all just chalk lines on the concrete Drawn only to be washed away For the time that I've been given I am what I am”

“Seek a slower, simpler life.”

“There is no such thing as escape after all, only an exchange of one set of difficulties for another. It wasn't Mark or the farm or marriage I was trying to shake loose from but my own imperfect sel...”

“Talking won't change it. But sometimes it was what she wanted most, to tell someone; often, though, she just wanted to escape those horrid feelings, to escape herself, so there was no pain, no fear...”