Ike: [about Ivan] You shouldn't have taken him out of that class. He needs looking after.
Nana Kunning: I took care of it, Ike. He's in another class.
Ike: Yea. He has feelings, Alana. He never comes first.
Nana Kunning: He doesn't need to. It'll do him good to learn that.
Nana Kunning: I'm not interested in elaborating. You're asking me to perform, like, pluck love out of the sky and examine it for you. It's not what I do.
Nana Kunning: You know, the problem is the moment I begin to explain an act, I start claiming it with language. We want to take this possessive stance with everything, right? But it only weakens us, whereas our well-being demands an acceptance of uncertainty.
Young Ivan: [shouting] So what? He was just going to die anyway!
Nana Kunning: Right now everything is incomprehensible. I have a boy who hasn't even lived yet. What was he born for? To die?