It's always nice when two people who don't got no one else find each other as friends.

Viola? Keep calling for me– And I’ll keep searching for you– And I’ll find you– You bet yer life on it– I’ll find you– Keep calling for me, Viola– Cuz here I come.

Here is the boy, drowning.

It's not that you should never love something so much that it can control you. It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled. It's not a weakness. It's your best strength.

A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes Monsters of Men.

And it hurts her, but it's an okay hurt, but it hurts still, but it's good, but it hurts.

Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.