Book: Requiem (Delirium #3)

Who jumps may fall, but it can fly.

You see, you can't be happy without sometimes to be miserable.

We are all murderers, we kill of his own life, himself past all that matters. We bury them under the slogans and excuses.

Take down the walls.
In the end, that's what. You don't know what will happen if you demolish the wall. You can't see through it, can't know that it will bring freedom or death, isolation or chaos. This could be a Paradise, and perhaps crash.
Take down the walls.

Julian stands and mutters something in my hair and kisses the top of my head, lets cry about the loss of the other guy, the guy I loved.

... You can't love fully if you don't like the answer.

There are losses you never forget.

It always amazes me that people every day new. They are constantly changing. They constantly need to rediscover, and they themselves need to re-open.