“...the kind of love that can burn down the world or raise it up in glory...”

“You love each other – anyone can see that, looking at you – that kind of love that can burn down the world or raise it up in glory.”

“He wanted to hit something or someone. He wanted to burn up the whole world, heal it, and burn it down again.”

“Gazzy: (Hugging himself and jumping up and down) "I'm brilliant! I'm a genius! I can blow up the world!"Max: (Raises her eyebrows)Gazzy: "Not that I would want to, of course," (coughs)”

“I see love, like art, as an obsession. Maybe that's an overly romantic view of human existence, but I'm an overly romantic human being. If love, like rock and roll, doesn't consume me 24-7, it's not love. It can be respect, appreciation, admiration, wonderment, it can be a world of glory and a lifetime of peace, but I can't call it love. Love burns me and confuses me. Love's a light that can't be extinguished.”

“Build it all up, and it all falls down. It all burns down. Everything you need can be taken. Remember that, nieces. Everything you hold dear, it can be taken.”