“There is no need to hold on to what's obsolete: One never loses what one tosses away deliberately.”

“I started wondering about life stories, how each one of us has one that isn't apparent at first glance, what we tell the world about ourselves and what we deliberately tuck away and never reveal.”

“What's the point of holding on if I can't save the ones that I can't afford to lose?”

“...If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!”

“Little one," Simon said after a prolonged silence, "why isn't it enough that I care for you and Elizabeth asI've never cared for anyone else? Are you truly going to toss what we could have away for a world ofstrangers that will never even appreciate your actions?”

“What humanity was about to lose, though, except for one tiny colony on Santa Rosalia, was what the trackless sea could never lose, so long as it was made of water, the ability to heal itself.”