“You're the fire burning inside of me.”

“Is it any wonder, since, when near the fire, I was melted and burned, if now that it's extinguished outside me, it besets and consumes me inside, and bit by bit reduces me to ashes?”

“I wish to go beyond the fire that burns me.”

“You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what's burning inside you. And we edit to let the fire show through the smoke.”

“You're the brightest thing I've ever seen, Kaylee. You're this beautiful ball of fire spitting sparks out at the world, burning fiercely, holding back the dark by sheer will. And I always knew that if I reached out -- if i tried to touch you -- I'd get burned. Because you're not mine. I'm not supposed to feel the fire. I'm not supposed to want it. But I do. I want you, Kaylee, like I've never wanted anything. Ever. I want the fire. I want the heat, and the light, and I want the burn.”

“We each have a spark of life inside of us, that can start a fire. You can choose to burn down a room or to brighten it with light.”