I don’t stay in the car. That rule’s kept me alive even before people were eating each other’s faces.[to Isabelle]
From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I’d found my reason to live.[to June]
Every day brings a chance to start over, a chance to get it right.
Even if I never saw him again, I would always be grateful for what we had, for who I could be. That I could still feel that way for someone after everything.[to Althea, about John]
We’re not ghosts. What we lost doesn’t define us. Maybe what we do. Maybe. Or maybe what we’re running from.
We’re not doing careful. We’re doing right.[to Dwight]
Being a realist is not a realistic option anymore.
As impossible as all this seems, we can do this.
