We're all born an empty page.

“I don't know if it was love or an illusion. I don't know if there's ever a way …”

“Do you know what my father used to say?" I ask her. "He used to say that songs …”

“I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the str…”

“Home?' I say. It's a word that can mean anywhere and nowhere.”