“See, you’ve got to understand, son. There’s two types of guys in this world. There’s guys . . . who think they’re in control, and guys like us who live in the moment. Who accept life as it is.”

“I gave up drinking before my twentieth birthday. I haven’t touched the stuff since. And I’ve discovered that not everyone who does horrible things is a horrible person.”

“It feels like I’m stuck in one spot. It’s been this way for a long time. I know you understand, but now you’re moving on without me. And I—I’m not ready to be alone.”

“A man dies, girl, he isn’t any more, least not down here. Respect and all that crap doesn’t deserve the dead; it just makes the living feel better. The dead one, maybe he is somewhere else– maybe all he needs to be somewhere else is to believe he will be somewhere else. I won’t deny a man his belief, and I don’t know any more’n you about souls and all that stuff. But I know this: Speaking good or bad about something that isn’t anymore is a bloody waste of time. I can’t feature Saint Peter sitting up there saying: ‘Hey, Adam, there’s folks bad-mouthing you down there. What’d you do to merit that?”

“If that’s the case, I understand why emotions are hard for you. You’ve numbed yourself to make room for the grief you carry.”

“I lost someone close to me once . . . Taught me to live in the moment. Life is short, you know?”

“It’s like you’re always living in your head. . . . Relax and appreciate your surroundings a little.”

“Never shy away from telling those you love how you feel about them.You will never know if you will have another chance…”

“The belief in their actions can mend constellations. The ambition in their thirst for knowledge can both create and destroy.”

“The best way to remember those who left is to carry the values that they taught you.”

“WHY live as if you shall never die?”

“Life is an endless trial and death its certain verdict, but there are many recesses to enjoy before then.”

“It never ceased to amaze me how she just had the facts always, in her head. It occured to me that if, or when, she died, a whole load of facts, a body of knowledge, might disappear without a trace.”

“Life is like a mist, it appears for a while then vanishes.”

“Three things have a limited threshold:Time, pain, and death.While truth, love, and knowledge –Are boundless.”