“He wanted to dig a hole and put the past inside it and cover it back up again. He didn't know if flowers would grow there or not. He hoped they would.”
“Trace cursed. He actually wanted to hit something, but a tree would break his knuckles, he didn't want to put another dent in the truck, and Dare would hit back.”
“Hope was a cancer inside him. He didn't want it; he did not want it. He could not bear these shoots of tender green hope springing up within him any longer. (45)”
“Picture anybody growing up so stupid he didn't know that hope is just another phase you'll grow out of.”
“No; he could be ruined again and again by hope, but he would never be capable of belief.”
“He didn't want to talk to Pol. Pol would want him to go somewhere on the back of a horse.”