“I'll be your mirrorReflect what you areIn case you don't knowI'll be the sunThe wind and the rainThe light on your doorTo show that you're home.When you think the nights is in your mind,That inside you're twisted and unkindLet me stand to show that you are blindPlease put down your hands, 'cause I see you.I find it hardTo believe you don't knowThe beauty you areBut if you don'tLet me be your eyesA hand to your darknessSo you won't be afraid.When you think the night is in your mind That inside you're twisted and unkindLet me stand to show that you are blindPlease put down your hands, 'cause I see you.I'll be your mirror.”

“When you think the night has seen your mind,That inside you're twisted and unkind,Let me stand to show that you are blind.Please put down you hands 'cause I see you.I'll be you mirror, reflect what you are.I'll Be Your Mirror ”

“If you're scared, tell me. If you need to cry and scream, then do it. And you sure as hell don't walk away from us because you think it would be better for me. Here's the reality, Echo: I want to be your side. If you want to go the mall stark naked so you can show the world your scars, then let me hold your hand. If you want to see your mom, then tell me that, too. I may not always understand, but damn, baby, I'll try.”

“You show me your mind, I'll show you mine.”

“That's what I love about writing. Once you get the words down on paper, in print, they start to make sense. It's like you don't know what you think until it dribbles from your brain down your arm and into your hand and out through your fingers and shows up on the computer screen, and you read it and realize: That's really true; I believe that.”

“Cause I'll be by your side wherever you fallIn the dead of night whenever you callAnd please don't fight these hands that are holding youMy hands are holding you”