“There is no water and still less soap. We have no city, but lots of hope.”

“All we can hope for is that he will fall into the ocean with a bar of soap in his pocket.”

“Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of Lena, her alternate universe, the life she yearned for but didn't get to have.”

“Have courage. We still have our clan. There is always hope.”

“There's something wrong with a mother who washes out a measuring cup with soap and water after she's only measured water in it.”

“As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We've still been running in the mornings, but the city's different then. It's filled with hope and with bristles of winter sunshine. In the evening, it's like it dies, waiting to be born again the next morning.”