“Almost? For Christ’s sake, you can’t almost get on a boat. You’re either on the boat or in the water. And when all the other buggers are in the water as well, no one gives a shit that you were the last one to end up there.”

this, but perhaps you get tired of being frightened if you’ve been frightened long enough.

They laugh, the pair of them. Even on a morning like this. Because they can, and because they must. They still possess that blessing.

How selfish are we allowed to be? How much are we obliged to care about each other?

That may have been how they survived, Kira realizes: thanks to their ability not to fall apart at the same time.

Never again do you find friends like the ones you have when you’re fifteen years old.

Two men in their forties will shake hands in front of a picture of themselves in their twenties.

Shit, do you remember when you were little and used to play out on the lake? That was nothing but fun. You didn’t even think, it was just the only thing you wanted to do. It’s still the only thing I want to do. I have no idea what I’m going to do if I can’t do this; hockey’s the only thing I’m any good at. But now… it just feels like…” “Work,” Bobo

“Drop around for dinner one evening. Kira would love to see you too.” “Sure!” Robbie lies, and they both know it. They part. We only get moments.