But don't blame me for the food. My wife knows a hundred and one ways to incinerate a cow, and as far as I can tell she's still experimenting.

The only thing Jess really cared about were those two children and letting them know they were okay. Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you had your mother at your back, you'd be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved.

I just... want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.

How is it possible to exist with so much pain?

When you put someone down all the time, eventually they stop listening to the sensible stuff.

Some mistakes... Just have greater consequences than others. But you don't have to let the result of one mistake be the thing that defines you. You, Clark, have the choice not to let that happen.