“It was strange to find them here, still alive, with their shared bits of past that suddenly counted for nothing.”
“It’s the spirit here that counts. The time may be long, the vehicle may be strange or unexpected. But if the dream is held close to the heart, and imagination is applied to what there is close at hand, everything is still possible.”
“...and it's a strange thing happening here cause nobody saying nothing and we still managing to have us a conversation.”
“Do you ever suddenly find it strange to be yourself?”
“I wasn't sent here to find angels! I wasn't sent here to dream of them. I wasn't sent here to hear them sing! I was sent here to be alive. To breathe and sweat and thirst and sometimes cry.”
“I think I'll stay alive here a bit longer, and see with my own eyes what's going to happen. I can still die after that - it won't be too late. Probably.”