"How do you wanna be remembered?" "As a good friend. I don’t really need to be remembered… I hope the music’s remembered."
Lover, You Should’ve Come Over - Jeff Buckley
"You have to know what’s in yourself, all your eccentricities, all your banalities, the full flavor of your woe and your joy. What does it look like? What does it feel like? What makes it different from everybody else’s? It’s totally subjective. You’re just given the task of bringing it up."
It’s dark now. But they feel each others breath. And they know all they need to know. They kiss. And they feel each others tears on their cheeks. And if there had been anybody left to see them, then they would look like normal lovers, caressing each others faces, bodies close together, eyes closed, oblivious to the world around them. Because that is how life goes on. Like that.
Flowers in the Attic, Gene Guynn