Why should I even bother? What's the point, really?"
He thought for a moment. "Who says there has to be a point?" he asked. "Or a reason. Maybe it's just something you have to do.

“It doesn't matter, anyway, why you like me. Just that you do.”

“The point,' Ms. Conyers continued, "is that no word had one specific definition…”

“Life is long. Just because you don’t get your chance right when you want or exp…”

“Needing was so easy: it came naturally, like breathing. Being needed by someone…”