We have no home. This place is a tomb.[Nolan Grayson]Viltrum is not a tomb! It is who we are.[Thragg]
Usually, when a man is about to lose everything, he realizes what mattered to him most. He sees it clearly for the first time.
To justify everything we’ve lost, we must risk losing everything.
This place, it doesn’t give. It takes.[to Elgin]
This place just eats what it loves and keeps the bones.[to Oreana]
This isn’t death. This is loss. There’s a difference.[to John]
This is how we lose, you know? It won’t be robots rising up to slaughter us in our beds, it’s machines sending silent messages in the middle of the night when no one else is looking.[to Gav]
This is everywhere. It’s not state, not country, not continent. It does not see borders. The whole world is lost.[to Madison]
There is no fear like the fear of losing a child. It is primal. And it’s wrenching.
There is a terrible gift to loss. Which leaves nothing left to lose, which means you have everything to gain.
There are these things, scraps, trash, that we spend our lives blind to until someone we love leaves. Then suddenly we see anything they touched for what it really is. It’s gold.
The thing about losing everything is that that’s when you learn how strong you really are. It’s when you learn to fight.
