They may not seem like much one at a time, but in a group, all riled up and hungry? Man, you watch your ass.
Why stand? Why sleep, why eat, why even live after all of this s***, Alicia, if it doesn’t mean anything? If we’re out here, we got to make it mean something. That’s what we need. That’s what I need. ‘Cause I’m not done yet.
There’s no way to really protect yourself. You can’t put a weapon between you and losing people, and you can’t even run away from them, either.
I lose people, and then I lose myself.[Althea: Tell me one real thing, then we’ll call it even. Why’d you leave Virginia?]
You can hear that somebody’s gone. You can see it for yourself. And even then, you still can’t believe it. Sometimes you just can’t say goodbye.