“I don't know what I was thinking, coming out here. There are no silver bullets in life, there's just the long, messy climb out of the pit you've dug youself.”

“I won't try to argue you out of this pit you've climbed into, Cork.”

“From here on out, there's just reality. I think that's what maturity is: a stoic response to endless reality. But then, what do I know?”

“I'd come here planning to leave as soon as I could. It was a pit stop, not a destination. I had my whole life mapped out.""So what happened?""I guess that map didn't turn out to be mine after all,”

“You know, son, I don't think there's such a thing as an easy life. There's always going to be hard work and there will always be misfortunes we can't control, lurking out at the edges - storms, sickness, wolves. But there is such a thing as a good life and I think that we have one here.”

“I was too young to know adult life is full of accidents and interrupted moments and empty beds you climb into and don't climb out of.”