“It’s not over if you’re still here,” Chronicler said. “It’s not a tragedy if you’re still alive.”

“What now? (Shahara)
I’m thinking. (Syn)
Could you think a little quicker? (Shahara)
You’re not helping. (Syn)
You’re lucky you’re still breathing and not limping. (Shahara)”

“And you, CONSTANT READER. Thank God you’re still there after all these years. If you’re having fun, I am, too.”

“You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?”

“Rachel, Rachel, Rachel,” he said, very still and unmoving. “Always jumping to the wrong conclusion. You’re like a frog, you know.”

“Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still be lucky.”

“Glad to see you’re still breathing.” – Caleb
“Glad to be breathing.” – Nick”

“Stay strong,
make them wonder how you’re still smiling.”

“Stay strong,
make them wonder how you’re still smiling.”

““What’s more, you’re loads better than you think you are.” “So why is it I get to thinking that way?” I puzzled. “That’s because you’re only half-living.” she said briskly. “The other half is still untapped somewhere.””