“This is what keeps ghosts locked to the earth, that sweet burning need for something they loved and gave up too soon.”
“I gave up what I can't keep for something I can never lose.”
“Nothing could be any worse than having to turn to your friends, your colleagues and your loved ones and say –‘I gave up too soon’.”
“Sweet it was, sweet and gone too soon. Dawn came cruel, a dagger of light.”
“The candle of his life burned out too soon, but it burned so brightly!”
“Is it a shame that I can’t accept love? Am I too burned out to move towards what will keep me alive or too smart to get pulled into someone else’s world?”