"And as we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay. But that was a a lie, plus I couldn't speak anyway. I wished there was some way for us to go back and undo the past. But there wasn't. There was nothing we could do. So I just stayed silent, trying to telepathically communicate how sorry I was about what had happened. And I thought of all the grief and sadness and fucked up suffering in the world and it made me want to escape. I wished with all my heart that we could just leave this world behind. Rise like two angels in the night and magically disappear."

- Neil McCormick, Mysterious Skin