"Hours ago I would have leaped into the sea myself, but the thought came to me that she may not be lost after all.
There is something for you to live for." "There is nothing.

She is lost," he cried.
"As I stood here, I wondered if she might not have been saved as miraculously as we.

Wonder grew into hope and hope took the shape of possibility.

Hugh, she may be alive and as safe as we!" His eyes brightened like a flash; his breath came quickly; he tried to speak, but could not for the joy of hope.
"The hope that she may have been saved and may yet be given back to you kept me from ending the life that did not belong to me, but to her.

Hugh Ridgeway, I have spent a thousand years on these rocks, trying to find courage to live.