“No matter how you stack me. No matter how you arrange me. No matter how you look at me. I am still here and i am still the same person made of the same things. I regret nothing.”

“You still love me? After all I have done?” she asked, her voice breaking.“It doesn’t matter. Nothing that has happened matters. I am here now, and I love you.”

“You'll always be beautiful to me, no matter how old you are, and you can remind me of that when you're ninety, because if I'm still around I know I'll still feel the same.'-Forgotten, Susan Lewis”

“No matter how many tears I've cried. your still not there.no matter how sweet my smile was, you still di'dn't care. No matter how much affection I show.I'm still at the dark.No matter how much I love you, you still broke my heart.”

“No matter how lonely it makes me, and no matter how wide and horrific the loneliness, at least I remember who I am.”

“She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.”