“• Dan: I love you. • Alice: Where? • Dan: What? • Alice: Show me. Where is this 'love'? I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't feel it. I can hear it, I can hear some words but I can't do anything with your easy words.”
“Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words”
“i love you, do you hear me? I can't breathe without you.”
“I know that whenever I see some goon energetically mouthing the words to a song I can't hear, I assume the worst: Creed”
“I can't, I can't, I can't help hearing, I can't help seeing. I can't help it unless I run away.”
“I can't imagine us saying these things to each other out loud. But even if I can't imagine hearing these words, I can imagine living them. I don't even picture it. Instead I'm in it. How I feel with him here. That peace. It would be so happy, and it makes me sad because it only exists in words.”