“I see you.Because in you,I see me.”

“I see you.The real you.The you who fillips a coin, hoping to understandhow fate works:this choice or that choice,ultimately leaving youno choice at all.The you who smilesand tries to be happybecause that’s what people want you to be.”

“Aren’t the scariest things in lifeThose things you can’t see?”

“I tell myself it will protect me. He will protect me.”

“It makes no sense. Please, help me. I need it to make sense.”

“It brings me back to the moment, and I want to livethe moment with everything I’ve got.”

“Who do I get the feelingthis boy islost at sea? Just like me?”