“You can't help him, Eva.' Louise's voice is flat and serious. 'You will only lose yourself trying, and no one will be able to find you.' (ANXIOUS HEARTS)”

“When you can't save yourself or your heart, it helps to be able to save face.”

“Like some kind of strange vacuum cleaner I tried to console him. I recited the same old litanies that you say to people when you try to help their broken hearts, but words can't help at all.It's just the sound of another human voice that makes the only difference. There's nothing you're ever going to say that's going to make anybody happy when they're feeling shitty about losing somebody that they love.”

“No one can advise or help you - no one. There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Search for the reason that bids you write, find out wether it spreading out its root in the deepest places of your heart...Delve into yourself for a deep answer”

“isn't there a point at which the mind should be able to surrender on behalf of the heart? or check it in to an asylum, somewhere safe and locked, if the heart keeps refusing to see a landscape for what it is? yet with some people in life, it seems you just can't lose yourself, even when you should. ”

“Eva: it's going to be a lot of work.,GideonGideon: im not afraid of workIm only afraid of LOSING YOU”