“I guess it doesn’t make sense to hate you anymore. As Lorelei is so quick to say, the past is the past and it can do us no harm unless we let it. (Jack)”
“The past can't hurt you anymore, not unless you let it.”
“The present doesn’t change the past. Is the fact that the past happened enough to make the present good? Is the past real? Was it real anymore?”
“You can't make sense of the present unless a part of you lives in the past.”
“Why? (Lorelei)Because I…(Jack)You? (Lorelei)I…(Jack)For an eloquent man, Captain Rhys, you seem to be stymied for an answer. (Lorelei)Lorelei, I don’t want any other man to ever touch you. (Jack)”
“The future is there," Cayce hears herself say, "looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become. And from where they are, the past behind us will look nothing at all like the past we imagine behind us now.”