“We're all who we are endlessly.”
“Not us, Vi. Everything else may end, but not us. What we have...We're endless."-Lincoln”
“I mean, we're all trying to find out who the hell we are, aren't we?”
“We're all ghosts. We all carry, inside us, people who came before us.”
“We're all lost. The best chance we got is to wander this life with the people who matter.”
“Maybe we're always changing.""Maybe we're always performing.""Then who are we really?" I wondered. "At the end of the day, with the lights off, all alone, which of those personalities that we take on and off are real?”