What In Life Can Love Not Penetrate?

I Believe He Died This Way On Purpose. I Believe He Wanted No Chilling Moments, No One To Witness His Last Breath And Be Haunted By It, The Way He Had Been Haunted By His Mother's Death-notice Telegram Or By His Father's Corpse In The City Morgue.

Holding On To Things Only Breaks Your Heart.

My Own Father Didn't Talk A Lot About Feelings Or Emotions.

What Will You Do With The Time You Have Left?

Hello, Edward. I've Been Waiting For You.