“Who are you?" I asked."You know who I am," he replied. "I'm yours.”

“so the story goes but theres somethingyou should know before i walk away and i blow the ending i never want to be without you oh no here i go now you know what i feel about you theres no running must have been wrong to doubt you oh there i go no control and i'm fallen so now you know”

“You're so convinced you'll disappoint people if you show them that you're not perfect. You don't realize you are perfect. Your imperfections are what make you perfect. They make you you. That's what people love. It's what I love too.”

“It was moving, but so absurd that I nearly laughed out loud. I imagined a new line of Hallmark cards: "Thank you for not killing my boyfriend, even if it risks killing you.”

“Someday you'll find the placeIt's the place where love takes over hateThen you'll see all the things you doAffect everyone around youThen you'll see there's no fear at allYou held my hand, we took down that wallAs I looked at you with nothing to sayNow I understand why you pushed me awayI looked far and now I seeThat the only one I needed was me”

“So what are you suggesting?" Grandfather asked. "We find a more acceptable group of people, then bring the Sacrifice to them? How do you propose we find them, a Facebook post? 'Click here to apply for eternal life'?”

“He always believed that people live up or down to the amount of trust you put in them.”