“I wish we could make out in your bed."Noah sighed. "As do I, but I'm afraid we have ritual burning to conduct.""It's always something.""Isn't it though?”

“You're right, baby. We began out of something ugly. But what we became was something beautiful. I just wish I could make you see that.”

“We all make mistakes and do things we wish we could take back, but it is what we do after that truly matters…and I like your after.”

“All I know is that your the nicest thing I've ever seen, I wish we could see if we could be something...”

“Nilda is watching the ground as though she's afraid she might fall. My heart is beating and I think, We could do anything. We could marry. We could drive off to the West Coast. We could start over. It's all possible but neither of us speaks for a long time and the moment closes and we're back in the world we've always known.”

“And I know, by Noah's face, that even though he knew it, he didn't believe it, even though we all knew it, we were all holding on, somehow, hoping they'd keep trying, that they could just keep on living and fighting. We trusted them to do that.”