“At the heart of death’s history lie not only the emotion of grief and the breaking of bonds between each other and our place in this world but also the hope of answering the queries and resolving the injustices of a lifetime.”

“Acts of injustice done
Between the setting and the rising sun
In history lie like bones, each one.”

“If youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that our elders are hopeful about us; for no age is so apt as youth to think its emotions, partings, and resolves are the last of their kind. Each crisis seems final, simply because it is new.”

“Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
My silent heart, lie still and break:
Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
For a dream's sake.”

“I hoped that grief was similar to the other emotions. That it would end, the way happiness did. Or laughter.”

“Let us resolve to be masters, not the victims, of our history, controlling our own destiny without giving way to blind suspicions and emotions.”

“A year. We'd known each other only a year, but we'd lived a lifetime in it.”

“Death: the only true emotion felt in an apathetic world”

“I hold this to be the highest task of a bond between two people: that each should stand guard over the solitude of the other.”

“The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”