even when peaceful cooperation is the obvious thing, the only thing that will keep any of us alive- There are still people who won't make that choice

People see stories everywhere...We take random events and we put them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn't true...We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.

And I look at her sitting there and she looks across the river and we wait as the dawn fully arrives, each of us knowing. Each of us knowing the other.

No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors. You accept things that would appall you at any other time because life has temporarily lost all meaning.

You do not write your life with words...You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.

And it feels like, finally.

Life equals running and when we stop running maybe that's how we'll know life is finally finished.