“Its odd how you cant bury the past deep enough that it wont claw its way back up”

“Some stories are rooted in adventure, some in strife. Others are born of the heart, and the horrors and the joys locked therein are often immeasurable, and make us truly wonder what became of those children we once were.”

“The way I see it, you should live everyday like its your birthday”

“It's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.”

“What a host of little incidents, all deep-buried in the past -- problems that had once been urgent, arguments that had once been keen, anecdotes that were funny only because one remembered the fun. Did any emotion really matter when the last trace of it had vanished from human memory; and if that were so, what a crowd of emotions clung to him as to their last home before annihilation? He must be kind to them, must treasure them in his mind before their long sleep.”

“...they didn’t think there was anything very odd in anyone being a little odd.”

“That was a long time ago, but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.”