You don't know, but I'm noticing.
I get it. The things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.
You can't deny that there's something between us." "No. There is. When I saw you today--I didn't know I'd been waiting for you until you were there. And then all of that waiting rushed through me in a second. That's something... but I don't know if it's certainty.
We just want to walk. Our legs need to move to keep our minds from collapsing.
If goodness can't come from bad things, it makes bad things unbearable.
Tell me a way you think this can work." "We'll find a way," I tell her. "That's not an answer. It's a hope." "Hope's gotten us this far. Not answers.