Madeleine Roux

As much as he liked the idea of having best friends with whom he could share anything. it was like all he knew how to be was alone, apart.

Are you depressed?What? I don't know. Probably. Isn't everyone?

Are you depressed?""What? I don't know. Probably. Isn't everyone?

Sanctum, a holy or sacred place. What could be more sacred than possessing the power of your own true thoughts? Sanctum. It is both lock and key.

You are ruin and chaos to them, but you are lovely to my eye.''You're brave or daft, then,' she said, quite rightly. 'Chaos and ruin. Where does that leave me, then?

If someone tells you you're crazy enough times, eventually it becomes true. It's that old psychiatrist's joke: insanity's all in your head.

And if they do, I hope heaven is a road trip. I hope it__you and me and Renny and Ted with nothing but time on our hands. I hope it__, I don__ know, crossing an immeasurable distance with your closest friends.

I__ lonely, and he can see it. Maybe everyone can see it.