“If you let it, the shit that actually went down could put years on you but it wasn't fatal. The gut you busted to keep all the other potential shit from ever happening would always kill you though, with slow certainty. ‘Death from a thousand Coulds’, Stencek called it.”

“It’s funny but true: you can much more easily bottle up an emotion when it’s hi-grade nuclear. You give awaythe little things, but with some small ingenuity, you can conceal some really fucked-up shit, especially in plainsight. If you can’t extract the elephant from the room, paint the walls grey. Just be mindful not to step oneither end of it after.”

“You can get over a broken heart or settle the score and move on. Guilt though, you let that bitch in, you’re wedded for life.”

“Bah! You are so not the romantic you led me to believe. For that, I’m going to plague you from the next life. Every time it rains, that’ll be me, trying to knock some spirituality into that thick head of yours.”

“Dig all you want. I have nothing for you. But dig all you want. I want you to.”

“You were made for me, built for no other purpose than to make me love you.”

“Good is a-dime-a-dozen. I mean perfect, quintessentially unique, unforgettable; a moment you would gladly stay in for the rest of your life, only the essence of it to sustain you.”