You should get close to everything you care about. Things come and go. People come and go. And maybe some of us learn to stop caring about it, but I keep reaching out even though my hand keeps getting slapped away. When my sister was little, she use to close her eyes every time she wanted to hide. She thought that made her disappear. When you get older, you learn that closing your eyes just makes it darker. You have to face everything, even death, if you want to grow up.
—  George Lass, Dead Like Me