I was the girl he had chosen to kiss. He wanted, somehow to set me free. He didn't want to burn my photo or toss it away, but he didn't want to look at me anymore, either.

She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was.

Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them.

Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.

Like a medical procedure,' Ruth said. 'Intricate surgery is needed to patch up the planet.

I was like I was in science class: I was curious.

There was our father, the heart we knew held all of us. Held us heavily and desperately, the doors of his heart opening and closing with the rapidity of stops on an instrument, the quiet felt closures, the ghostly fingering, practice and practice and then, incredibly, sound and melody and warmth.