"Maybe the reasons there is no way to fix this... is because it is not meant to be fixed." Harley points out.

"Look at those eggs... I broke them. There was no way to fix the broken shells. But I was still able to make something out of the mess."

"I..." She points at herself. "Am broken. I am a mess. And I am not some project for someone to try to fix."

"If you are so caught up in finding a fix... then it ain't no wonder you are stuck in limbo. Looking for something that just ain't there."

"And by looking for that one particular thing... you miss everything else."