Something still exists as long as there's someone around to remember it.
You can believe something really hard,' Faith says, 'and still be wrong.
How far can a person go... and still live with himself.
Can you hate someone for what they have done, but still love them for whom they had been?
I'm not saying you did the wrong thing. I'm not even saying it wasn't something I'd thought of doing, myself. But even if it was the just thing to do, or the fitting thing, it still wasn't the right thing.
You’ll tell yourself anything you have to, to pretend that you’re still the one in control.