“You're not alone, unless you choose to be." As she left my room, she said over her shoulder, "It's time to stop running.”

“You're not alone, unless you choose to be."..."It's time to stop running.”

“Her head titled to the side and her eyebrows crept up her face. It was her uh-durrr face, she was just too kind to actually say it to me.”

“I see it, Jack. Your muse is back. The thing that gave you passion, tormented you, and haunted you is back. You're reeling in ecstasy and dread. It's something you want, but can't ever have. And the one that brings the pain is pure, white as snow... and standing in front of you.”

“There’s something eternal about love and once it starts, it doesn’t stop. There is no controlling it—love does what it wants when it wants.”

“You know, there are two types of people-ones who live their lives, and ones whose lives live them. You need to be the former, not the latter. And right now, you are letting your life live you. It's crushing you and completely out of control. You can't just let life happen, not if you want some say in what happens to you.”

“What do I do now?I didn't think my heart could break any more than it already has.The pieces still inside of me feel like broken glass.Every time I take a breath, they stab into me.It never ends....”