She Was Mine Before She Was Yours.

It Is War Now, And Armies Need Symbols.

Who Knows? Maybe They’re Right. Maybe We Are Driven Crazy By Our Feelings. Maybe Love Is A Disease, And We Would Be Better Off Without It. But We Have Chosen A Different Road. And In The End That Is The Point Of Escaping The Cure: We Are Free To Choose. We Are Even Free To Choose The Wrong Thing.

I Vowed After That Day That I Would Be Your Hero Too, No Matter How Long It Took

This Was What Being Cured Was Like: Like Being In A Fishbowl, Circling Always Inside The Same Glass.

Love Is The Only Thing In The World Worth Having. You Must Never Loose It Or Give It Away. We Must Never Let Them Take It From Us.