“See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it”

“Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't stand the thought of them changing? Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't see clearly?”

“It's also worth noting that, when you meet someone, you never ask if he's right- or left-handed. After all: Does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?”

“There are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world.”

“The optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: there’s no right way and wrong way to do it. We’re all just wired differently. It's also worth noting that when you meet someone, you never bother to ask if he’s right or left-handed. After all: does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?”

“So you see, the real question isn't how I left this world to go to the woods.It's how I made myself come back.”

“There's some illogical part of me that still believes if you want Superman to show up, first there's got to be someone worth saving.”