I'm Sorry. I Know You Loved Her.

She Waited For Me To Play Out The String, To Find The Place Where She Had Stopped And Was Waiting For Me, To Follow The Breadcrumb Tail Until It Dead-ended Into Her.

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

Caring Doesn't Sometimes Lead To Misery. It Always Does.

But If You Consider All The Unlikely Things Together, At Least One Of Them Will Probably Happen To Each Of Us.

It Is The Nature Of Stars To Cross