Breathe. Feel the air. Feel that wind on your face. Feel the ground, your feet lifting you up, pushing you forward, and the lightning, Barry, feel the lightning. Feel its power. Its electricity pumping through your veins, crackling through you, traveling to every nerve in your body, like a shock. You’re no longer you now. You’re part of something greater. You’re part of a speed-force. It’s yours.
Of everything I’ve done in my life, of everything I have invented, my most important creation is The Flash. Barry Allen must have a future.
Everyone loses someone they care about, Snow. The real test of character is what you do once they’re gone.