"Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything's possible again. You live in the moment, you die in the moment, you take it all one day at a time."
"Day leans in toward me. He reaches up to touch my face. I can tell it still hurts him to use his fingers, and his nails are dark with dried blood. "You're brilliant,"he says. "But you're a fool to stay wish someone like me."I close my eyes at the touch of his hand. "Then we're both fools."
"Forever and ever, kid, until you're sick and tired of seeing me."