“I never talk about the end game." He winked at her. "I've lived so long without death that I've stopped believing in it.”

“WalkMillion miles awayYour signal in the distanceTo whom it may concernI think I lost my wayGettin good at starting overEvery time that I returnLearning to walk againI believe I've waited long enoughWhere do I beginLearning to talk againCan't you see I've waited long enoughWhere do I beginDo you remember the daysWe built these paper mountainsAnd sat and watched them burnI think I found my placeCan't you feel it growing strongerLittle conquerorsLearning to walk againI believe I've waited long enoughWhere do I begin?Learning to talk againI believe I've waited long enoughWhere do I begin?NowFor the very first timeDon't you pay no mindSet me free, againYou keep alive a moment at a timeBut still inside a whisper to a liarTo sacrifice but knowing to surviveThe first to find another state of mindI'm on my knees, I'm praying for a signForever, wheneverI never wanna dieI never wanna dieI never wanna dieI'm on my kneesI never wanna dieI'm Dancing on my graveI'm Running through the fireForever, wheneverI Never wanna dieI Never wanna leaveI'll Never say goodbyeForever, wheneverForever, wheneverLearning to walk againI believe I've waited long enoughWhere do I begin?Learning to talk againCan't you see I've waited long enoughWhere do I begin?Learning to walk againI believe I've waited long enoughLearning to talk againCan't you see I've waited long enough”

“Learning to walk againI believe I've waited long enoughWhere do I beginLearning to talk againCan't you see I've waited long enoughWhere do I begin”

“You know, I've lived a long time," he told me, massaging my calf more firmly now. "And I met a lot of people. But I ain't never met a woman made me want to beat her to death as often as you.”

“Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.”

“Tell me your deepest secret," she said softly...After a long moment, he spoke. "The only secret I've borne my entire life is that I love you." He gave her a slight smile. "It was the one thing I believed I'd go to the grave without voicing." His eyes were so full of light that their loveliness almost stopped her heart.”