The mass product

It sounds lovely and you even make it on the cheap. You should bottle it and sell it.

The tealight

You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the brightest flame burns quickest. Which means you saw us as a candle. And I saw us as the sun.

The second final stroke

i take a breath. take a breath with me. blow by blow. take a break, take a break from you. you are here to stay. i take my heart out of my chest. i just don't need it anymore. take my head out of the game, i just don’t need it anymore.

The rush into the secret house

Liar! Liar, Liar, Liar! You've all got your heads up your assholes because love is. It just is and nothing you can say can make it go away because it is the highest point and once you are up there, looking down on everyone else, you're there forever. Because if you move, right, you fall. You fall.

You know that, and I know that, and I will die knowing that, ok? But it just can never... it just can never, ever, forever be. Do you understand? It just can never, ever, forever be.

The fanatic

Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?