“I guess I just couldn't see standing there -- alive, talking, thinking, breathing, being -- one second, and dead the next. It really bothered me. Death by violence isn't the same as dying any other way, accident or disease or old age. It just ain't the same.”

“I couldn't think of one clever way to stop this guy, so I just trusted to mindless violence.”

“My feelings for Drew couldn't just disappear. They were ingrained within every fiber of my being, and I needed them just the same as I needed air to breathe.”

“I'd think, That ain't me, that ain't my face. It wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face. I wasn't even really me then; I was just being the way I looked, the way people wanted. It don't seem like I ever have been me.”

“That ain't me, that ain't my face. It wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face. I wasn't even really me them; I was just being the way I looked, the way people wanted.”

“To see someone hurt, to really understand that, is the same as being hurt yourself. To see someone happy is the the same as being happy. To feel love, the same as feeling loved. To see someone die, the same as dying. We're one. We're built that way. It's in our bones." ~Carlton from TimeTripper Book three: Blindsighted by Stefan Petrucha”