“We've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”

“Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”

“We are stardust, we are fallen and we've got to get back to the garden.”

“We have too many cellphones. We've got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now.”

“‎Everything passes. Nobody gets anything for keeps. And that's how we've got to live.”

“Luce. We fight. I'm used to that. Sure, that fight was the scariest ass one we've ever had, but you're here now. That's all that matters. No matter how many fights we have, or how much they tip the Richter scale, none of it matters as long as at the end of the day, you're still with me.”