“The face of all the world is changed, I think,Since first I heard the footsteps of they soulMove still, oh, still, beside me...”

“I still preserve those relics of past sufferings and experience, like pillars of witness set up in travelling through the valve of life, to mark particular occurrences. The footsteps are obliterated now; the face of the country may be changed; but the pillar is still there, to remind me how all things were when it was reared.”

“All of me, I think. I still have that.”

“It doesn't change that I still want him, I still want to be with him, I still feel like the fucking air has been sucked out of the room when he walks in and I still think about him all the time.”

“Oh yeah, I heard you got born again.' she said. 'Which you needed since they fucked up the first time.”

“A familiar scent snaps me back to reality and I sit up just as I hear footsteps approaching. “What do you want?” I hiss icily as Vraiden steps into view.“Money. Good looks. Invincibility. Oh, wait, I already have all that,” he smirks as he sits beside me.”