“If I survive this, I can't go back. I'll have to move forward and I don't know what that means.”

“That's what I can't stand. I know I'll bounce back, and that's what I can't stand.”

“You can't go back and change your mistakes or the wrongs that have been done to you. But by surviving them and helping others in their own despair...will help all move forward to better, brighter days.”

“I thought that this must be what purgatory was like. Can't go forward. Can't go back. Awaiting some official judgment.”

“I know, but no matter what I choose I have to live with it. Forever. I have to be able to go forward and not look back anymore. Can you understand that?”

“I can't let him go. I can't. There must be some way to bring him back. Oh, I can't think about this now! I'll go crazy if I do! I'll think about it tomorrow. But I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? What is there that matters? Tara! Home. I'll go home. And I'll think of some way to get him back. After all... tomorrow is another day!”