“He was a character.A character who should still be here. Damn it all to hell.He should still be here.”

“You more than anyone should be in my dreams.”

“Those were the days when dreams were sweet and life was sweeter still.”

“I want him to live,” he says.I watch, helpless, as the pain slips out.Tears fallwhen he whispers, “But damn it, I want to live, too.”

“Wonderland is here now.Don’t know what we might see.Yesterday’s gone forever.But my future’s up to me.What a future it will be….”

“Motion is always preferableto stagnation.When you move,things happen.You’re aliveStay still too long,And it´s hard to get moving again.”

“Today there's no one here, so I find a rock and open my notebookfilled with letters to Lucca,reading them,noticing how the lettersdecreased in frequencyover the past couple of months.When i started,shortly after he died,I wrote them every day.I hurt so bad, I wanted to scream,but I couldn't,so my words on the pagebecame a diary of the pain.”