“my love isn't a weapon, it's a lifeline, reach out and take hold, and don't let go!”

“It is human nature to constantly reach out for something to tether oneself to, but it's the fool who cannot tell what he's trying to grasp. Is it a lifeline, or a length of rope just long enough to hang oneself with? And still he reaches out, in desperation and ignorance, taking hold of it with both hands, without ever wondering what the other end is attached to.”

“I thought I'd broken you.""Broken? Me? Oh no, Ana. Just the opposite."He reaches out and takes my hand. "You're my lifeline'" he whispers.”

“Does anybody know how to hold my heartHow to hold my heart?'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soonI want to tell you so before the sun goes darkHow to hold my heart'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you”

“I don't know all the answers. Nobody does; nobody can. Take hold of this, Niniane. Take hold of me, and don't let go for anything.”

“Hold my hand. Don't let go.”