'I mean, what are we really capable of? What am I really capable of? The boundary between love and hate is so thin, but we’ve built this huge wall separating the two, trying to make ourselves feel safer. We don’t want to admit that love and hate are so very alike. They are just a strong feeling - a passion - tweaked the slightest bit in different directions. What keeps us loving when being hateful is so much easier?'
'We do. We keep ourselves loving. You’re right - I guess in some ways, there isn’t much of a difference between love and hate. But that difference is everything. And what makes that difference is us. We choose love.'
'So we’re just supposed to keep on choosing love?'
'We’re not supposed to do anything. But somehow we always end up choosing, anyway.'
