Thinking about the bacon- the potential of bacon- gives me hope. Not all is lost if bacon isn't.

Some things down to the smallest of things, are worth the sum of all things

Dislodged cobwebs and dust swirled around them. The ceiling was holding for now. He doubted it could withstand another hit. Ben Parish must have been thinking the same thing.
"Oh, that's great." Ben turned to Cassie. "Let's everybody form a prayer circle, quick, because we have just been royally fucked.

Evan is the little branch growing out of the cliff that she clings to, and the fact that he's gone makes her hang on even tighter.

A moment comes in war when the last lines must be crossed. The line that separates what you hold a from what total war demands. If he couldn't cross that line, the battle was over, and he was lost.

I had it all wrong. Before I found you, I thought the only way to hold on was to find something to live for. It isn't. To hold on, you have to find something you're willing to die for.