“We stood, holding each other's faces, memorising every last detail. I was deperate with my own need to capture this last, lingering moment, desperate to forget the horrible sink at the pit of my stomach telling me all this would be lost forever once they pulled the chip out. Please don't let me forget.”

“Search for the answers I knew all along;I lost myself,We all fall down;Never the wiser of what I've becomeAlone I stand,A broken man...All I have is one last chance.I won't turn my back on you.Take my hand,Drag me down.If you fall,Then I will too.And I can't save what's left of you...(Chorus)Sing something new,I have nothing left.I can't face the dark without you.There's nothing left to lose,The fight never ends.I can't face the dark without you.Swallow me under and pull me apart.I understand;There's nothing left.Pain so familiar and close to the heart;No more no less,I won't forget.Come back down,Save yourself.I can't find my way to you.And I can't bear to face the truth...(chorus)I wanted to forgive;I'm trying to forget;Don't leave me here again.I am with you, forever, the end.(chorus)Holding the hand that holds me down.I forgive you, forget you, the end.Holding the hand that holds me down.I forgive you, forget you, the end.(classical finish)”

“I need you more, Anastasia. These last few days have been purgatory. All my instinct tell me to let you go, tell me I don't deserve you.”

“She will forgive my forgetting, just as I forgive her for forgetting me and the Colonel and everyone but herself and her mom in those last moments she spent as a person.”

“Oh, he was just angry, we tell ourselves when someone blurts out something he later apologizes for. But a word, once spoken, lingers forever; to keep peace we pretend to forget, but we never do. Strange that a spoken word can have such lasting power when words carved on stone monuments vanish in spite of all our efforts to preserve them. What we would lose persists, lodged in our minds, and what we would keep is lost to water, moths, moss.”

“Only one thing bothered me: at this very moment, as they say, of inexplicable bliss there would be a sinking feeling at the pit of my stomach and my abdomen would be assailed by a melancholy, cold shivering. In the end I couldn't abide such happiness and ran away. ”