“How do you file a restraining order against sadness?”

“Do you realize you're talking to yourself?Yes.It's good that you know the difference.”

“Do you want me, too?Yes. And no.I'll take that. For now.”

“You're not dead.I'm not dead.Why? How?Dying wasn't on my list.”

“Please don't' ask me how I feel about it. If I had to pick a word, I'd say homicidal.”

“It's old. Really old.Is that a technical term?Yeah, it's technical. Translation: I don't know how old it is, but it's really fucking old.Wow. That is old.”

“Just say the word and I'll make him stay.I have to do it.There's no have to. Not even now.”