“Where silver webs of spiders weaveand blighted lovers take their leave;where curses lay the spirits lowand mortal footsteps fear to go.Where death holds life in grim embraceits line's etched on the sinner's face;where e'er the march of time is flauntedVoices cry- "this place is haunted.”

“Anywhere I roam, where I lay my head is home.”

“Remember where you came from, where you're going, and why you created this mess you got yourself into in the first place.”

“There is nothing to fear but fear itself. And spiders. ~Bumper sticker~”

“One might say that where Religion becomes artificial, it is reserved for Art to save the spirit of religion.”

“Darren, everybody cries when they get stabbed. There's no shame in that.”

“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."Words written in red, circled by Will. And lived."Jesus, I’ve listened to the lies too long. They’ve filled my head and led me on a long chase of things that don’t matter. I bought into what Satan was feeding me until barely recognized my own face in the mirror. It took Will’s death and Lucy’s leaving to show me where my priorities should be.I want to live for you.I just . . . want to live.”