“And what is love, in the end?” Alabaster said. “Except the irrational desire to put evolutionary competitiveness aside in order to ease someone else’s journey through life?”
“It’s tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. It’s the possibility of infinite rebirth, infinite redemption. The idea that if you keep playing, you could win. No loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent ever.”
“We are all living, at most, half of a life, she thought. There was a life that you lived, which consisted of the choices you made. And then, there was the other life, the one that was the things you hadn’t chosen.”