“I should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?”
“My heart is breaking," she says. "I want to be strong for you right now but the thought of you leaving is killing me inside.”
“What's right is what breaks hearts and leaves the night empty and cold.”
“And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead. [last words]”
“All right. Normal rules apply.""Right."The man walked off, leaving us."What are the normal rules?" I asked."He walks away and has a tea break and doesn't ask any questions.”
“Let me make this real simple. You will not break me. The hole will not break me. I will not break. I will not be broken.”