It Bewildered Ig, The Idea

Terror Is The Desire To Save Your Own Ass, But Horror Is Rooted In Sympathy.

You Loved Me As Hard As You Knew How. I'd Give Anything To Go Back And Love You Better.

Was There Any Human Urge More Pitiful-or More Intense- Than Wanting Another Chance At Something?

Her Sanity Was A Fragile Thing, A Butterfly Cupped In Her Hands, That She Carried With Her Everywhere, Afraid Of What Would Happen If She Let It Go-or Got Careless And Crushed It.

Were Talking About An Attitude. Delayed Gratification Is There, Planning, Be Able To Give Up Something Now To Get Something Later.