I knelt up on the window-seat and put my arms round his shoulders. “Why do you say these things to me?” I said. “You know I love you more than anything in the world. There has never been anyone but you. You are my father and my brother and my son. All those things.”

I knelt up on the window-seat and put my arms round his shoulders. “Why do you say these things to me?” I said. “You know I love you more than anything in the world. There has never been anyone but you. You are my father and my brother and my son. All those things.”

Is he not approved in the height a villain, that hath slandered, scorned, dishonored my kinswoman? What, bear her in hand until they come to take hands and then, with public accusation, unmitigated rancor— O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the marketplace.

TT: But yeah. TT: I don't know if you just want a little solitude. TT: Or if maybe you finally just got like, TT: A case of Strider fatigue. TT: I could understand that. TT: I mean, not to get all neurotic on you. TT: I'm just saying I get it, if that's what's going on.

To be a child again, and easily forgiven! But I've done my fair share to weaken the envied innocent...

- Know what I think? - Don't wanna hear it. - You like being there to rescue me. You like it when I'm a mess, because it makes you feel good about yourself. Guess what? I never asked for that. - You ask all the time. You have never not been asking me to rescue you.

Ummm. I'd like to tell you something. The nurse told me to think of a happy memory before surgery, and I thought of you. I'm sure you could have guessed that though. I just really wanted to tell you about it. Have you had any surgery recently? Did you think of me too?

- Know what I think? - Don't wanna hear it. - You like being there to rescue me. You like it when I'm a mess, because it makes you feel good about yourself. Guess what? I never asked for that. - You ask all the time. You have never not been asking me to rescue you.

- I'm surprised you put up with me. Or are you someone who gets off on a little bit of danger? - You're reading way too much into it. You should look up Occam's razor sometime.

Everyone needs to hear someone say, “Nobody else will do. It has to be you.” sometime in their lives, even if it only happens once. As long as you can feel sure those words were sincere, you can live through anything, no matter how painful. She’s seeking those words, too.

JADE: like i get closer to my aspect, but further away from everyone i love, and further from... JADE: feeling like a person? JADE: its just a really empty feeling after a while JADE: empty like... JADE: space i guess JADE: heh

Mingled in with the intermittent sputterings of your overworked computer vent, you can hear soft sobs from deep within your workstation PC.

So let's conquer sadness with an ancient sword...

You're still cosmic jailbait. The eternal victim. Undoing all the work we did, catching his crazy again.

For human grossly underqualified, for canine grossly overqualified.

* (Kris's been my neighbor forever...) * (We've been through so much, sometimes it feels like...) * (We know each other better than anyone.) * (Yet, somehow, it's hard to say we're exactly friends...?)

Call you enemy, 'cause I'm afraid of what you could call me. The world's gotten so small and embarrassing!

I miss when we shared one beautiful horrific body. You and me and the sand, open blue skys and open blue sand. Pockets filled with shells and dirt. As the teeth washed ashore, we shoved them in our coat pocket. Our shared pocket, you and I, in unison.

I don't want to be this kind of animal anymore!

And I know that none of this will matter in the long run, but I know a sound is still a sound around no one! And while I'm in this body, I want somebody to want, and I want what I want, and I want you to love me!

You aren't happy. You're a hilarious trainwreck combined with a sad punchline, and I'm ashamed to share an identity with you.

JADE: like i get closer to my aspect, but further away from everyone i love, and further from... JADE: feeling like a person? JADE: its just a really empty feeling after a while JADE: empty like... JADE: space i guess JADE: heh

i thought about a lot of things when i was in surgery. i thought about arctic winds blowing down from the north and i thought about melting ice caps and rising sea lines. i thought about each and every message in a bottle that no one finds, and i woke up after surgery crying

For an instant I knew him in his entirety, complete and magical, and then he was pulling apart from me, laughing, a bubble inside me, separate and unknowable, yet joined to me. “You do love me !” I was incredulous. He had never truly believed it before.

No brakes down, an endless dark incline! Most of the boys won't ever cross this line! If they all wanna die dead broke, that's fine, that's fine! Everybody's got their limits! Nobody's found mine!

New York was probably just one more place with a lot of buildings. But I missed seeing it, that's a thing I lost. One of the only things I've ever lost. Thinking about that gets me right in the heart. Like a little xylophone hammer just hits it. It's a note we never play anymore.

Ummm. I'd like to tell you something. The nurse told me to think of a happy memory before surgery, and I thought of you. I'm sure you could have guessed that though. I just really wanted to tell you about it. Have you had any surgery recently? Did you think of me too?

I was aware of other things floating in the deep places of my memory, old events, dark and unpleasant and half-forgotten, that I had no wish to remember. A whole curdled mass of memories. Myself naked on other days, with other people. Boyhood games, some of them not so innocent.

We're standing in a graveyard, a presumably dead arm popped through the grass- and who doesn't talk about that?

For an instant I knew him in his entirety, complete and magical, and then he was pulling apart from me, laughing, a bubble inside me, separate and unknowable, yet joined to me. “You do love me !” I was incredulous. He had never truly believed it before.

My life has become an allegory for yours.

No brakes down, an endless dark incline! Most of the boys won't ever cross this line! If they all wanna die dead broke, that's fine, that's fine! Everybody's got their limits! Nobody's found mine!

Boring, no? But then one is only left to ponder if everyone else – the ones who aren’t working – are feeling the same thing. Are they excited about their time? The murmuring wires and whispering cogs—are those all things they like?

I wonder if you can refuse to inherit the world.

For an instant I knew him in his entirety, complete and magical, and then he was pulling apart from me, laughing, a bubble inside me, separate and unknowable, yet joined to me. “You do love me !” I was incredulous. He had never truly believed it before.

She didn't understand how she fell into this position, with both her friends unspooling into long threads that she couldn't tie back together the way the machines that originally packaged them had.

You don't have to be alive to make yourself relevant. And you don't have to be a good person to be a hero. You just have to know who you are and stay true to that. So I'm going to keep fighting for people the only way I ever knew how. By being me.

(Thanks for the message. You have satisfied my hunger greatly. I'm sorry I could never do the same for you. Please accept this in exchange.) You turn the note over, on the back there seems to be a little drawing. (LOVEMAIL JUST FOR YOU.)

I had shown him to himself, face to face, and he couldn’t bear the knowledge of what he had seen in his own eyes. All right, Ol, if you have to destroy me, then destroy me. That’s cool, because I love you, and so whatever you do to me is cool.