“...you are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation - I care too much for you - I romanticize depression...”
“I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott.”
“Think of me if you will as the Lady of Shalott . . . who chooses to watch diligently the bright colours of her Web - to ply an industrious shuttle - to make - something - to close the Shutters and the Peephole too -”
“She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.”
“Some guys spend days looking for something they lost. I never seem to have anything that if I lost it I'd care too much.”
“You're in my head, you're in my heart, and I've lost so much already. I can't lose you too.”