“WEWhen it is over, we breathe and ache like old oak, like peeling birch. One of Our lost souls set free. We move, a chess piece in a dark room, cast-iron legs moving a centimeter at a time, crying out in silent carved graffiti. Calling to Our next victim, Our next savior. We carve on Our face:Touch me.Save my soul. ”
“When we accomplish one thing, our ego wants to bask in the glory, though our soul is ready to move on to the next.”
“Even if we forget the faces of our friends, we will never forget the bonds that were carved into our souls.”
“The only way we live beyond our lives is to connect and carve ourselves into the souls of those we love.”
“Some people get to live life. Some people survive it. We’re survivors. We can carve out our piece of happy, and, I swear to God, baby, right now, you got my vow, for you and for me, the rest of our lives, I’ll bust my ass to carve our piece of happy.”
“We have all been carved out by our sorrow. Cut deep like canyon walls.”