“Sorrow compressed my heart, and I felt I would die, and then . . . Well, then I woke up.”

“I woke up and the last piece of my heart disappeared. I opened my eyes and I felt it go.”

“The next morning I woke up at oh eight oh oh hours, my brothers, and as I still felt shagged and fagged and fashed and bashed and my glazzies were stuck together real horrorshow with sleepglue, I thought I would not go to school.”

“Ellie, I would rather die than ever break your heart. I have never in my life felt like this. I would lay down my life for you if i had to. I love you baby”

“This is that old well known man, for who I understood that one morning he puts the pistol in his mouth and put the trigger. He is dead right here. But he would never die in that dream. And I will never stop ask myself why I woke up, and how exactly has finished “This is that old well known man, for who I understood that one morning he puts the pistol in his mouth and put the trigger. He is dead right here. But he would never die in that dream. And I will never stop ask myself why I woke up, and how exactly has finished the strange feast”.”

“Sorrow is like the ocean and sometimes I wish my heart would stop. ”