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

...but now the worst crime was pretending to be something you were not.

I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real.... Once I got to my desk, once I started writing, I still believed anything was possible.

It's not the lie that's the problem; it's the distance the lie forges between you.

Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.

Those you love will not drown or burn. They will fly away.' ...'Now we both have people we love who are like birds. They have flown far from anything in this world that can hurt them. They're flying away still.

Still anyone who trusts a serpent deserves its bite. The wise see a creature for what it is, not what it says it may be.