“We passed upon the stair, We spoke of was and when.Although I wasn't there,He said I was his friend,Which came as some surprise.I spoke into his eyesI thought you died alone, a long long time agoOh no, not me,I never lost control.You're face to faceWith the man who sold the world.I laughed and shook his hand,And made my way back home.I searched for form and land,For years and years I roamed.I gazed a gazely stareAt all the millions here.We must have died alone,A long, long time ago.Who knows? Not me.We never lost control.You're face to faceWith the man who sold the worldWho knows? Not me.We never lost control.You're face to faceWith the man who sold the world- The Man Who Sold the World”

“Beckett pulled Blake’s face back to look at him and held it in his hand.“Never alone, bro. You’re never alone as long as I live.”

“And must I now begin to doubt - who never doubted all these years? My heart is stone, and still it trembles. The world I have known is lost in the shadows. Is he from heaven or from hell? And does he know, that granting me my life today, this man has killed me, even so.- Javert”

“There's the man with his cart who sold me rolls sprinkled with thyme and sesame every morning and then saluted me like a soldier.”

“There is no man on the face of the earth who can satisfy the deepest longings of a woman's heart--God made us in such a way that we can never be truly satisfied with anything or anyone less than Himself”

“And if the man who once upon a time had been a boy who promised he'd never fall in love with another girl as long as he lived kept his promise, it wasn't because he was stubborn or even loyal. He couldn't help it.”