I can hurt myself more than anyone else can, she told her sister. I can do it with my eyes closed.

She was disappearing a little more each day, so thin, so frail, a wisp of smoke. One day she would surely vanish altogether, and there was no way to stop her.

I think we are bound to, and by, nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought, we know our fate is tied to the world around us

Burn me. Drown me. Tell me lies. I will still be who I am.

The adults don't know what's happening on the kids' universe and the kids don't know what's happening on the adults' universe

Margaret thought of all she knew for certain, that day would always follow night that love was never wasted nor was it lost.

Be careful what you wish for. I know that for a fact. Wishes are brutal, unforgiving things. They burn your tongue the moment they're spoken and you can never take them back.