“But once you know, you can’t go back. Not really. You can carve out someone’s memories, but they won’t be who they were before. They’ll just be full of holes. Given the choice, I’d rather learn to live with what I know.”
“Freedom is knowing who you are, and once you know that the rest can straighten out itself if you really know who you are.”
“I’d have given any- thing to know how Mom and Dad were, but you can’t ask your parents such questions. You have to wait for them to tell you what it is that will happen next...”
“I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.”
“But if you were given the chance to go back, to tell the truth instead of lie to save someone’s life and their feelings... would you?”
“If I’d known you were such a lush, I’d have given you the cheap stuff. Going to go out with a bang, are you?”