“Ever hear the one about that dog that spent its life chasing cars and finally caught one—and had noidea what to do with it?I’m that dog.”

“Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.”

“What's that sound I hear? It's just my lifetimeIt's whistling past my ear”

“Waiting for Vengeance'Well, what is this?What am I coming to?And beyond that, what am I gonna do?Now there’s blanknessWhere once your eyes held the lightBut that was so long agoThat was last nightWell, what was that?What’s that sound that I hear?It’s just my lifetimeIts whistling past my earAnd when I look backEverything seems smaller than lifeThe way it’s been for so longSince last nightNow I’m leavingAny moment I’ll be goneI think you’ll noticeI think you’ll wonder what went wrongI’m not choosingBut I’m running out of fightAnd this was decided so long agoIt was last night”

“I wasn't totally immune to the charms of the opposite sex, but I wasn't one of those romantic, swoony girls who had pink fluffy daydreams about falling in love.”

“I’ve blamed her for all of this, for leaving, for ruining me. And maybe that was the seed of it, but from that one little seed grew this tumor of a flowering plant. And I’m the one who nurtures it. I water it. I care for it.I nibble from its poison berries. I let it wrap around my neck, choking the air right out of me. I’ve done that. All by myself. All to myself.”

“It's just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through. - Adam”