“It wasn't the fog I minded, Cathleen. I really love fog. It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel that everything has changed, and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find or touch you any more. Its the foghorn I hate. It won't let you alone. It keeps reminding you, and warning you, and calling you back.”

“Just like a feeling that you're sending out,
I pick it up.
But I can't let you go.
If I let you go,
You slip into the fog…”

“FOG: Fog covers this region. / Can you still hear my voice? / I don't understand trees. / They try to grab our hair. / A branch has fallen on you. I know that. / Could you look behind me: / is there a load / on my back, as well?”

“I'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from me. I'm watching.
Love, Dimitri”

“Look. If I touch you with this hand, I can remember touching you, but I can't prove I ever did. If reality is nothing more than what is in our mind… then what is the difference between this world and a dream?”

“I changed the world; the world changed me.
Everything you do comes back to you. When you affect a situation, you are also affected.”

“I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.”

“You know that feeling you get / You feel you're older than time?
Do you keep the receipts for the friends that you buy?
And I hope you know / That it won't let go / It sticks around with you until the day you die.
I hope the tears don't stain the world that waits outside.”

“What’s a little calming distraction for your girlfriend in the midst of world entertainment domination?”
“I’d stop the world from spinning for you.”
That silly line oddly touched me. “I love you.”
“Liked that one, did you?”

“You can search the world for happiness but you won't find it until you start being content with what the Almighty has already given you.”