“You do see me crossing the meadowstiff and dead from the mist?I long for that home,that home I've never had,and without any hopethat I'll ever be able to reach it.For such a home, never touched,I carry that longing that willnever die, like that meadow diesstiff and dead from the mist.You do see me crossing it, full of dread?”

“I'll go and see anything so long as it amuses me, or moves me. If it doesn't do either I want to go home.”

“In the distance, they could see the headlights from cars crossing the bridges like fireflies swarming the streets toward home.”

“I've never had a home before." That must have been all the sweets talking; I'd never have told him otherwise. "I mean, staying with Li, I never felt like I belonged. That's all."Sam touched my wrist, making me shiver. "You always have a home with me.”

“I never met an addict who came from a nice home . I've met addicts that came from families that had money and nice houses. But never from a nice home.”

“go home, riley. rest and recover from your wounds. i'll see you in the morning" quinn saidno, you won't ####### see me in the morning. or any other morning.riley"#### off”