“Dying for someone is easy." J.T. murmured now; as if reading my mind."Living for yourself, that's hard.”
“Almost dying is awfully easy. It's the living that's hard.”
“I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.”
“Living is too hard right now. Dying is easy. Let me die.”
“I don't really care. I shouldn't have to care. I shouldn't have to work this hard. I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.”
“Loving's pretty easy. It's letting someone love you that's hard.”