“Why did this disease choose me? I cannot carry it, if its just for the word: Fate.”
“Why?" She asked in a confused whisper. "Out of all the women in the world, why did you choose this mortal?""Because fate drove me to you.”
“WORDSI carry a messagethat i cannot read.The words may be hauntingor tender or sweet.Thought what it saysI do not know,I still carry it with me,wherever i go.”
“Why did you choose to stay here?" (...)"I don't know," he said. "It's as if there's more oxygen here.”
“How do people choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?”
“Did you just smack me in the face with a fish?”“I did.”“Why did you just smack me in the face with a fish, Danny?”