“Long road to ruin, there in your eyesUnder the cold streetlights.No tomorrow, no dead-ends in sight!”
“Dead-end roads don't mean you've come to your end, just means you need to take a different detour.”
“Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.”
“Why do you not do as I do? Letting go of your thoughts as though they were the cold ashes of a long dead fire?”
“Was tomorrow going to see the end of her long-guarded virginity?”
“He stared dully at the desolate, cold road and the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder or more dead than his heart. He had loved an angel and now he despised a woman.”