Hope is treacherous, but how can you live without it?
You can't just sit in a corner weeping or you'll die.
Kiss me, Hardy!’ Weren’t those Nelson’s last words at the Battle of Trafalgar? Don’t cry. We’re still alive and we make a sensational team.
Nothing like an arcane literary debate with your tyrannical master while you pass the time leading to your execution.
Don't know how I kept going. You just do. You have to, so you do.
Oh Julie, wouldn’t I know if you were dead? Wouldn’t I feel it happening, like a jolt of electricity to my heart?