"Why bother hoping?" She shrugged. "Well I mean, hope's what makes life tolerable, Jack. None of us have 'good lives'. That just doesn't exist. I'm 20 years old, my life sucks, but I have hope that at one point? It'll get better. I got a buddy who's lost all use of his right hand, he still has some hope. It's why we're still here, it's why we keep trying. I mean, if you just quit, you may as well lay down and let whatever come just. . .come. You know?"