“It's easy if you try.”
“What's the point of trying to fix a world we're so briefly in?”
“I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in that knowledge. But I'm growing tired of easy things.”
“A month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in that knowledge. But I'm growing tired of easy things.”
“I’m alone, stumbling through the city in the dark, trying not to let the night freeze my blood.”
“Nothing is permanent. Not even the endof the world.”