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?]
Where there’s life, there’s possibility.
The good people, they always die. And the bad people do, too. But the weak people, the people like me… we have inherited the Earth.
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.
They may not seem like much one at a time, but in a group, all riled up and hungry? Man, you watch your ass.
There ain’t no waiting. Not in this world. Waiting, that’s how you lose people.
People can try and set you in the right direction, but they can’t show you the way.
One thing I do know, don’t you get bit.
You never know where help is gonna come from. But we all need it at one time or another.
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.
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.
There is no right. There’s just the wrong that doesn’t pull you down.
