Just on a side note.

"There once was a boy and a girl. They grew up together. They loved each other like a brother and a sister. They spent every moment together, and when they got older they became lovers. Their feelings and their hearts became so intertwined that they could no longer distinguish their individual needs. Then, for a reason we may never know, one of these young people began to hurt. She hurt so badly that she didn't want to live. And she turned to the only person she trusted. He tried to help. He tried to stop her. But at the same time, he could feel her pain as if it were his own. And in end, he couldn't stop her. He was a failure. He even went so far as to walk away. The problem was, Emily couldn't kill herself. She begged him, she pleaded, she cried, she put her hand over his on the gun. She was such a part of him and he was such a part of her, that she couldn't even complete this final act by herself."

This just may be my second favorite book.