“If I be cruel and grow tyrannous,Now let them thank themselves, and rue too late.”

“The future is now. It's time to grow up and be strong. Tomorrow may well be too late.”

“Your body's cold, hope is lost, I can't let goCan I die with you so we can never grow old?Cut the ties, cut the ties with this note you left behindAs I read the words I hear you telling me whyToo late, too late, I never said goodbyeToo late, too late, can't even ask you whyAnd now I'm wasting away in my own miseryI hope you're finally gone to a place where you belong”

“But it was too late now. A lifetime too late. A million wishes too late.”

“I stared at them for a good long time, wondering if they didn’t know how to use their wings, of if they just didn’t know they had them, until it was too late to save themselves.”

“And why does every deliberately cruel person seem to consider themselves the perfect example of necessary bluntness? As if you're supposed to thank them for mowing over your heart with their special brand of honesty.”