“...the reason you can never go home again isn't necessarily that places change, but that people do.”

“The reason you can never go home again isn't necessarily that places change, but people do. So nothing ever looks the same.”

“You can’t go home again” ─ isn’t necessarily that places change but people do.”

“People do terrible things, sometimes, for the best reasons.”

“Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.”

“For a second, I feel a sense of overwhelming grief: for how things change, for the fact that we can never go back. I'm not certain of anything anymore. I don't know what will happen--”

“We can never understand. We can only try, fumbling our way through the tunneled places, reaching for light.”