“Larry and the pilot stood to one side, smoking, sharing that camaraderie of all people who are determined to blacken their lungs.”
“The number of people that reside on our side will be the determination for a good result. Or a terrible one.”
“Is this something you can share with everyone, Amazing Larry?”
“As smoking is to the lungs, so is resentment to the soul; even one puff is bad for you.”
“(Looking at the letter in his hand) Then what is this if it isn’t telling me? Sure, [Larry] was my son. But I think to him [the pilots killed] were all my sons. And I guess they were, I guess they were”
“We did what people do. We stood side by side and smoked our little passive aggressive wishes for death, and stared down at our glory days. And then we set the world on fire, for a dream that felt so real is nothing but a risk never taken.”