"Have you ever loved someone so much, that you didn't care what happened to yourself? Have you ever craved someone so much, that you didn't exist anymore?"
"No."
"Well, I have."
If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. If you cut me with a knife, it's still the same. And I know her heart is beating, and I know that I am dead; yet the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real, and it seems that I still have a tear to shed.
-The Corpse Bride
"Have you ever loved someone so much, that you didn't care what happened to yourself? Have you ever craved someone so much, that you didn't exist anymore?"
"No."
"Well, I have."
If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. If you cut me with a knife, it's still the same. And I know her heart is beating, and I know that I am dead; yet the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real, and it seems that I still have a tear to shed.
-The Corpse Bride