Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you
must open your heart.
There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.
There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.
Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.
There are those hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman. Such was the fate of Chiaroscuro. His heart was broken. Picking up the spoon and placing it on his head, speaking of revenge, these things helped him to put his heart together again. But it was, alas, put together wrong.”
You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.