He Missed His Imagined Future.

You Will Not Kill My Girlfriend Today, International Terrorists Of Ambiguous Nationality!

There's Your Labyrinth Of Suffering. We Are All Going. Find Your Way Out Of That Maze.

And On The Last Day, The Bad Days Become So Difficult To Recall, Because One Way Or Another, She Had Made A Life Here, Just As I Had. The Town Was Paper, But The Memories Were Not. All The Things I’d Done Here, All The Love And Pity And Compassion And Violence And Spite, Kept Welling Up Inside Me.

Ben's Tongue Is Like Sunscreen...it's Good For Your Health And Should Be Applied Liberally.

Your Responsibility Is Not To The People You're Making The Gift For, But The Gift Itself.