“That's what I can't stand. I know I'll bounce back, and that's what I can't stand.”
“Shouldn't we stand back to back or something?" "What? Why?" "I don't know. In movies that's what they do in this kind of… situation.”
“It isn't dying I'm afraid of, it isn't that at all; I know what it is to die, I've died already. It is the endless obliteration, the knowledge that there will never be anything else. That's what I can't stand, to try so hard and to end in nothing. You know what I mean, don't you? ... I really loved to write.”
“I love being a writer. What I can't stand is the paperwork.”
“If I survive this, I can't go back. I'll have to move forward and I don't know what that means.”
“But you just said you loved me.""I do, Mer. That's the point. I can't make you like me. I can't stand the thought of you hungry or cold or scared. I can't make you a Six.”