“When someone close to you dies, the memories and recollections of them are painful. It isn't until the fifth stage of grief that the memories of them stop hurting as much; when the recollections become positive. When you stop thinking about the person's death, and remember all of the wonderful things about their life.”
“Death. The only thing inevitable in life.People don't like to talk about death because it makes them sad.They don't want to imagine how life will go on without them,all the people they love will briefly grieve but continue to breathe.They don't want to imagine how life will go on without them,Their children will still growGet marriedGet old..They don't want to imagine how life will continue to go on without themTheir material things will be soldTheir medical files stamped "closed"Their name becoming a memory to everyone they know.They don't want to imagine how life will go on without them, so instead of accepting it head on, they avoid the subject all together,hoping and praying it will somehow...pass them by.Forget about them,moving on to the next one in line.no, they didn't want to imagine how life wouldcontinue to go on....without them.But deathdidn'tforget.Instead they were met head-on by death,disguised as an 18-wheelerbehind a cloud of fog.No.Death didn't forget about them.If only they had been prepared, accepted the inevitable, laid out their plans, understood that itwasn't just their lives at hand.I may have legally been considered an adult at the ageof nineteen, but still i felt very muchallof just nineteen.Unpreparedand overwhelmedto suddenly have the entire life of a seven-year-oldin my realm.Death. The only thing inevitable in life.-Will”
“It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow, and grief.”
“Someone asked them a question about their poetry, and whether it was hard having to relive their words each time they performed. Their reply was that although they had moved beyond that--from the person or event that inspired their words at that point in time--it doesn't mean someone listening to them wasn't in that. So? So what if heartache you wrote last year isn't what you're feeling today. It may be exactly what the person in the front row is feeling. What you're feeling now, and the person you may reach with your words five years from now--that's why you write poetry.”
“I get it, Will,” I finally whisper. “I get it. In the first line, when you said that death was the only thing inevitable in life…you emphasized the word death. But when you said it again at the end of the poem, you didn’t emphasize the word death, you emphasized the word life. You put the emphasis on life at the end. I get it, Will. You’re right. She’s not trying to prepare us for her death. She’s trying to prepare us for her life. For what she has left of it.”
“What do you do when you’re bored? You don’t haveinternet or TV. Do you just sit around all day and think about how hot I am?”
“Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow, and grief.”