If they ever tell my story, let them say I walked with giants. Men rise and fall like winter wheat, but these names will never die. Let them say, I lived in the time of Hector...tamer of horses. Let them say, I lived in the time of Achilles.
“Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.”