Belief is half of all healing. Belief in the cure, belief in the future that awaits.

I do what I have to do," I say. I do what I have to do to save him. I do what I have to do to save Todd.

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

But a knife ain't just a thing, is it? It's a choice, it's something you do. A knife says yes or no, cut or not, die or don't. A knife takes a decision out of your hand and puts it in the world and it never goes back again.

I don't know how much time passes with us just lying there, just feeling that the other is really there, really true, really alive, feeling the safety of him, his weight against mine, the roughness of his fingers touching my face, his warmth and his smell and the dustiness of his clothes, and we barely speak.

And too much informayshun can drive a man mad. Too much informayshun becomes just Noise. And it never, never stops.

"No," he says, taking us both in. "No, no, no. You've come farther than most people on this planet will in their lifetimes. You've overcome obstacles and dangers and things that should've killed you. You've outrun an army and a madman and deadly illness and seen things most people will never see. How do you think you could have possibly come this far if you didn't have hope?"