"I'm overwhelmed. Not by being here with you but by being here. Years trickle like sand through my fingers. Thoughts of the future are no more than smoke on my cigarette. I feel like I'm incapable of tolerating my own heart. There's nothing left in this cage. I want to stumble and fall into the clouds. I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky."

-The Tiffany Box/chapter 1