“I just cant do it anymore. Its too painful. It doesn't mean Im over you, it means Im not going to waste the rest of my life being haunted by your memory.”

“I miss you Annabeth. I know its wrong, but I cant stop thinkin about you. I think about you all the damn time.”

“When I think about you with him, it guts me. I feel like you ripped open my chest and tore out my damn heart. Do you even realize that? I know I should want you to be happy, but I cant wish it for ...”

“I couldnt control my heart as it thumped out of control in my chest, insistent on remindin me that it was still in there. That it was still beating. For damn Archer Beaufait.”

“With a heavy heart, I pulled out my own pocket knife, and carved three little words beneath Archers. A plea and a wish, in a form I could never take back. Return to me.”

“I just can’t do it anymore. It’s too painful. It doesn't mean I’m over you, it means I’m not going to waste the rest of my life being haunted by your memory.”

“For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.”

“I was blind and heart broken and didn't want to do anything and Gus burst into my room and shouted, "I have wonderful news!" And I was like, "I don't really want to hear wonderful news right now," ...”

“This time I wouldn't forget him, because I couldn't ever forgive him - for breaking my heart twice.”

“She was supposed to be my salvation, and though she wouldnt be my ruin, the loss was going to thrust my life right back to what started my downward spiral in the first place.”

“She was supposed to be my salvation, and though she wouldn’t be my ruin, the loss was going to thrust my life right back to what started my downward spiral in the first place.”

“I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't e...”

“To live is to be haunted.”

“Yaicha is named after a songby some group from the last century called thePousette-Dart Band.Something about a girl, a candle in the falling rain shining amidst the pain.I kind of surprise myselfwh...”