“If I had a choice, I wouldn’t be here… I wouldn’t be anywhere.”

“If I had I could have helped him. He’d still be here, and I wouldn’t have this heartache. My joy wouldn’t be dissolving slowly, casting out all the light and bringing in darkness. I wouldn’t be growing weak, letting everything gnaw at me until I can’t take it anymore. I’d still be me. -The Last Night”

“If I had feelings, I probably wouldn’t have even survived.”

“I wouldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for the people I had met and the people I had lost.”

“If I died tomorrow, he wouldn’t cheer, he wouldn’t break down. He wouldn’t do anything.”

“I wondered what I’d end up looking like once I bloomed. I couldn’t even guess. If I had to be stuck in my own skinny, gawky, coltish body forever… well. It probably wouldn’t be so bad.I wouldn’t mind a little more in the chest, though. But wild horses wouldn’t drag that out of me. Ever.”