Two Women Can't Share A House Comfortably,

He Wanted To Heave The Glasses Against The Wall. Break Them, Break Everything He Could Reach. Beat It, Rend It. He Stared Out The Window, Imagined The City In Flames, Consumed To Ashes. And Still It Wasn't Enough.

What Is Technology?... It's Another God.

Niall: We're Tossed By The Winds Of Fate. Once We End Where They Blow Us, We Make Of Ourselves That We Will.

The Purest Magic Is In The Heart.

It Shouldn't Make You Sad To Know You're Loved, Grayson." But It Did. It Made Him Sad, And Panicked, And For Just A Moment, Wishful.