He said, 'I'll just stop taking it. We can't afford it.' That drug is keeping you alive, for crying out loud.

We got off at the next exit, quietly, and, switching drivers, we walked in front of the car. We met and I held him, my hands balled into tight fists around his shoulders, and he wrapped his short arms around me and squeezed tight, so that I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over again that we were still alive. I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, 'God we must look so lame,' but it doesn't matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.

It's all about keeping something alive that has to do with western heritage.

Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.

Even if we could afford to cover every single drug bill, we shouldn't try, ... Consumers who can afford to do so should pay the small routine bills.

Jon and I could not stop crying, ... We'd have to stop takes.