Once you know some things, you can't unknow them. It's a burden that can never be given away.

Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.

Real love, after all, was worth the price you paid, however briefly it might last.

I didn’t want to be prideful anymore. I wanted to be as hard as and brittle as the stones I carted into the woods. Stones that could not feel or cry or see. I wished not to feel anything at all. In no time, what I wished for, I became.

You don't fight for peace sister,' Nahara told me, 'You embrace it.

I wasn't quite as certain that I knew her soul. When it came right down to it, I wasn't sure she knew me either.

I think love is a huge factor in fiction and in real life. Is there a risk? Always. In fiction and in life