“You seem so far away though you are standing near.You made me feel alive, but something died I fear.I really tried to make it out, I wish I understood.What happened to our love, it used to be so good.”

“You tried to so hard to forget me; you burnt the letters I made. Though my memory has been dying,I hope the feeling still remains. Will you meet me in the middle someday?”

“I am not functioning very well. Living with the knowledge that the baby is dead is painful. I feel so far away from you, God. I can only try to believe that you are sustaining me and guiding me through this. Please continue to stand by my side.”

“Banquo asked me how it felt to be alive when I saw so many of my comrades dead or dying, and I said that I had ceased to think of life or death because it seemed that I was destined to serve out the sentence of one for having delivered so well of the other, and that I saw the dead every night before I went to sleep as though they were still alive and standing before me.”

“Now and then sprays of rain flew over and misted our faces. Every time I refused to wipe away the wetness. It made the world seem so alive to me. I couldn't help but envy the way a good storm got everyone's attention.”

“It's all right. Go ahead and admit you're in love with me, too. Let's get everything off our chests while we're at it."I swatted at him but he dodged away. 'You're not making me feel better.""Who said I was trying to make you feel better? Fact: Sam's got swagger. Fact: I'm straight. Fact: Even though I'm straight, I sorta love the dude. So I can't say I blame you."-pg. 166”