No Measure Of Time With You Will

Good Luck, Little Wanderer, Good Luck. How I Wish You Didn't Need It.

Because There Was Just One Thing That I Had To Believe To Be Able To Live - I Had To Know That He Existed. That Was All. Everything Else I Could Endure. So Long As He Existed.

I Think Ian Likes You Too Much

When Life Offers You A Dream So Far Beyond Any Of Your Expectations, It’s Not Reasonable To Grieve When It Comes To An End.

He Thinks Things Through Too Much.