Perhaps death is just a big lie.

I am made of a thousand ghosts. Only you can shoot me down.

No one can steal your freedom from you. You can only give it away.

Yes I am dark, but my eyes are full of stars.

Oscar always said that books are truly our best friends. He said that they never think poorly of us and that they always have a shoulder for us to cry on or relieve stress. They take our minds away from the real world by telling us captivating stories. When we look back at our choice of books, we can nostalgically recall our younger years.

He is only fifteen! Does she really think he is prepared for marriage, especially with his intellectual range of a teacup?