“In solitude, I felt the liberty you spoke of. But I also felt your absence.”

“What do I do for a living? Sorry. Maybe that one’s too hard. How old am I? How long have I lived in the city? What are my hobbies?... What’s my name?”

"If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.” 

“You can think you’ve run away from something. But actually, you’ve been carrying it with you the whole time.”