“Love is a place for your heart to get broken.”

“Love cannot express the idea of music, while music may give an idea of love. ”

“Unsere Träume, Unsere Sehnsüchte, und bunten Hoffnungen wollen ernst und wichtig genommen werden.Wer sie verdrängt, unterdrückt das Beste in sich und wird ein leerer Mensch.”

“I felt hopeless. I was never going to get better. All I was doing was spending time that was really wasted since I was ultimately going to get done what had to be done. Put your finger in a bucket of water and pull it out. The hole left is how much I’d be missed. Killing myself was my job, my responsibility.”

“Be noble minded! Our own heart, and not other men's opinions of us, forms our true honor.”

“A sweeping vista of Northern sky opens up between the warehouses and hangs motionless above the cobbled streets. It’s a world of unrequited love beneath the smoke stacks and awkward moments in the underpass. A great crashing wave of romantic despair that washes over my dramatic heart, dousing it with a thin grey rinse. I’m James Dean, I’m Albert Camus, I posture in doorways with a lit cigarette dangling from the corner of my mouth. My great iron bedstead, my kitchen sink drama, the grainy black and white days of this life...”

“Esse é um dos paradoxos mais tristes da minha vida: quase tudo o que tenho escrito, foi escrito para alguém que não me pode ler, e mesmo este livro não passa de uma carta para uma sombra [22].”