We are the choices we make. And have to make. We aren’t anything else.

No," I say firmly. "If you ever doubt anything here, if you ever not know what to think or who to trust, you trust Todd, okay? You remember that.

I think maybe everyone falls... I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

I take my rucksack and go out the opening where the front door used to be. Manchee gets up from where he's curled and follows me. When I sit down, he recurls by my legs and fall asleep, farting happily and giving a doggy sigh. Simple to be a dog.

Never trust a politician, Todd. They have no fixed center, so you can never believe them.

Ideals, my girl,” she says. “Always easier to believe in than live.” “But if you don't at least try to live them,” Bradley says, “then there's no point in living at all.

To live is to fight, to preserve life is to fight everything that man stands for.