I thought, it's a shame that we have to live, but it's a tragedy that we get to live only one life, because if I'd had two lives, I would have spent one of them with her.

If a coin comes down heads, that means that the possibility of its coming down tails has collapsed. Until that moment the two possibilities were equal. But on another world, it does come down tails. And when that happens, the two worlds split apart.

I missed you even when I was with you. That's been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.

She extended a hand that I didn't know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.

I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.

Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.