We Make Destiny With Every

Roarke: You'd Enjoy Flying More If You'd Learn The Controls. Eve: I'd Rather Pretend I'm On The Ground. Roarke: And How Many Vehicles Have You Wrecked, Had Blown Up, Or Destroyed In The Last, Oh, Two Years? Eve: Think About That, Then Imagine It Happening When I'm At The Wheel At Thirty Thousand Feet. Roarke: Good Point. I'll Do The Flying.

Give Them Your Brains, Girl, Never Your Guts.

She Walked With A Ghost Of Herself, One Full Of Potential And Possibility. One Who Was Fearless. Where Had That Girl Gone?

Because When You Hate Something, You Stop Doing It.

Laying A Hand On His Heart, She Timed Its Beats To Her Own. And Knew The Truest Magic Was There.