He says, "You are very brave."

She lowers the bucket. "What is your name?"

He tells her. She says, "When I lost my sight, Werner, people said I was brave. When my father left, people said I was brave. But it is not bravery; I have no choice. I wake up and live my life. Don't you do the same?"

He says, "Not in years. But today. Today maybe I did."
(~Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See, p. 469)