Character: Blake Glanton

Thank you for the courtesy embodied. It breaks my heart and heals it again.

More and more I hate that for you I'm a nobody.

Why I still don't tell? Why I still don't know what you take? Why I still can't hear what you're thinking? Why, I still don't know what feelings you fall asleep? I still haven't heard from you all that want to hear what I need to hear. More and more I hate that for you I'm a nobody. I am inclined to guess that, actually, you don't need anybody.

I don't want to suffer anymore, to fall asleep in tears, to constantly feel the pain and regret its existence. I am done, I'm sick of it by the throat.

Home is the place where you love and wait. I have long no one is waiting home.

With profound people always need to be alert. For a look into their eyes and see the infinite wisdom, and in fact, they plan your murder and holding a knife behind his back. Or expect you to steal and misappropriate.