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

Nobody has to tell nobody nothing,” I say, taking another step forward. “You never were a poet, were you, Todd?” he says.

And it feels like, finally.

If the world wants you, it's gonna keep on coming till it gets you. And who am I that can fix it? Who am I that can change this if the world wants it so badly? Who am I to stop the end of the world if it keeps on coming?

I'll find you- Keep calling for me, Viola- Cuz here I come.

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

If a crowd can flinch, they flinch. More than a thousand men flinch under the fist of just one. I don't see what the women do.