"I don't know, William. Wait until your feelings are numbed down enough just from living every day that it becomes easier. Then everything can just be cool, lame or boring and you'll fit right in with everyone else." Nicolas leaned his head back, blowing smoke toward the ceiling. He'd tell William to just stop smoking, but he seemed to have a lot of pride and he didn't want to hurt that. Not as if one cigarette would harm him that much.

"Trying's worth a lot. You'll just have to get used to feeling lonely a lot. Most people don't try."