We'll just have to try to make better mistakes tomorrow.

What I’m trying to get at is, as bad as everything seems, I think, at its heart, life is good. It doesn’t throw anything at us that it knows we can’t handle—and, even if it takes its time, it turns everything right side up again.

What good is strength if you have no sense?

Cause, frankly, the way I see it, you and me? Inevitable.

Owain told me about the beautiful, fair-haired Vesta. It took me several minutes to work out that Vesta was a horse, and that Owain was possibly in love with her.

I can't do this anymore," I cried, "Why won't you just leave me alone?" Because you would never leave me.

It's in our blood to start again.