“What does one do when a night human dies?” Arianna asked, still unsure of the world she was living in.“Celebrate their lives and remember every moment you spent together.”

“How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don't. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.”

“I do not know what she was thinking, but I was remembering the years we have lived together, yet never together, and what a waste they have been--of each other, and of love, which is the most unpardonable waste there is. Love and time, those are the only two things in all the world and all of life that cannot be bought, but only spent.”

“fraught, adj.Does every “I love you” deserve an “I love you too”? Does every kiss deserve a kiss back? Does every night deserve to be spent on a lover?If the answer to any of these is “No,” what do we do?”

“I'm still living it now, every day, living it out in my mind - following the ups and downs, walking the pathways, reliving the moments of our Moonlight World...It's a day that never dies.”

“Every bit of pain and joy you have ever known lifts you up, and every moment you have lived comes together, and that is who you are, as you lie dying”