Who Cares About Everyone? What About Me?

Humans Can't Tolerate Emptiness For Long.

I Suppose Everything Is Bound To Look Different When You Aren't On Your Way To Die.

You Don’t Believe Things Because They Make Your Life Better, You Believe Them Because They’re True.

I Love You," I Say. I Said That Once, Before I Went To Erudite Headquarters, But He Was Asleep Then. I Don't Know Why I Didn't Say It When He Could Hear It. Maybe I Was Afraid To Trust Him With Something So Personal As My Devotion. Or Afraid That I Did Not Know What It Was To Love Someone. But Now I Think The Scary Thing Was Not Saying It Before It Was Too Late. Not Saying It Before It Was Almost Too Late For Me.

There Are No Safe Rooms, No Safe Truths, No Safe Secrets To Tell.