You know something,Jacob, I'd hate to be as smart as Jonh. I mean he was really, really smart, and to be that smart means you know all the answers, and when you know all the answers there's no room for dreaming.

Our spirit is mightier than the filth of our memories.

And life goes on, which seems kind of strange and cruel when you're watching someone die.

I think that we vote, not to get the best party in, but to keep the worst party out.

No, no, no, no,no,' he gasped. 'You can't bring up your mum and dad while your hand is down there, Finke

Somehow, even in the worst of times, the tiniest fragments of good survive. It was the grip in which one held those fragments that counted.

See, I remember love. That's what people don't understand.