“Last time we went swimming, the sea stood up and hugged you as though you were responsible for keeping it blue.”

“It still hurts and I think the 'hurting phase' might take a long time. The fact that we can't hear you laugh breaks us into pieces. One thing's for sure though, you don't need to worry about us. We'll get by...”

“Never miss...A good chance to shut up!”

“So if I asked you 'Do you love me' then you'll lie and answer 'Yes' but deep inside you don't really love me, and I'll start believing you because you answered YES when it was supposed to be a NO. And then in the end, I'll end up getting hurt because you lied because you thought I wanted that answer.”

“Best? Is this what you call the best you can do?! Not once did you made her feel alive. I've seen her mask, her sickness and when I sneak up to her room I see her pleading to God not to make her hurt so much! And you're telling me you're doing your best?”

“The piano is kind of like a dance floor for our thoughts you know? A very woody foundation so that we can really focus on the poetry.”

“It's funny. When we were alive we spent much of our time staring up at the cosmos and wondering what was out there. We were obsessed with the moon and whether we could one day visit it. The day we finally walked on it was celebrated worldwide as perhaps man's greatest achievement. But it was while we were there, gathering rocks from the moon's desolate landscape, that we looked up and caught a glimpse of just how incredible our own planet was. Its singular astonishing beauty. We called her Mother Earth. Because she gave birth to us, and then we sucked her dry.”