It Will Be As If I Never

Once People Start Throwing Wet Stuff, I Go Inside.

He Looks At You Like... Like You're Something To Eat.

You Think I Regret Saving Your Life?

My Life And His Were Twisted Into A Single Strand. Cut One, And You Cut Both. If He Were Gone, I Would Not Be Able To Live Through That. If I Were Gone, He Wouldn't Live Through It, Either.

You Live A Thousand Lives When You Read A Thousand Books.