Because even this --being so close to her --was no longer the same. That light he'd felt when he first saw her --he understood now that it was only a lightbulb. It was quick and easy, full of electricity, but there was something artificial about it. What he wanted was fire: heat and spark and flame.

I've never been able to grow an organ back," Lana said. "Last time I tried... Let's just hope you don't end up with whip eyes.

There's not a day that goes by, without me thinking of you, dying, in someone else's arms.

When you strip away all the layers one by one, not much remains to __iscover._ You will never find real meaning among your selfish interests, feelings, and aspirations. The answers do not lie within you.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

You go away for a long time and return a different person - you never come all the way back