“You’re so calm and quiet, you never say. But there are things inside you. I see them sometimes, hiding in your eyes.”

“You think you know death, but you don’t. Not until you’ve seen it, ’til you’ve really seen it. It gets under your skin and lives inside you. There’s nothing you can do. Nothing.”

“She flinches when you touch her,
It is a conditioned response
From a life of battered nerves,
And you can’t imagine how it is
That she can still ask you
To wrap your arms around her,
When so many other arms
Have been cages.”

“Monsters are tragic beings; they are born too tall, too strong, too heavy, they are not evil by choice. That is their tragedy.”

“When people die, they cannot be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate — the genetic and neural fate — of every human being to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death.”

“I’ve lost so many people. Some I left on purpose and never looked back. Some were taken from me, and I never said goodbye.”

“He’s like fire and ice and rage. He’s like the night, and the storm in the heart of the sun. He’s ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the universe. And… he’s wonderful.”

“How much pain fits inside a person?”