Here in the enclave, one didn't prosper by demonstrating too much independent thought.

Beautiful. And ugly. The world is always both.

My heart should be breaking, too, but there comes a point when you’re so inured to loss that you no longer feel the lash.

I never knew I had the power to hurt him, only that he possessed the power to hurt me.

I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.

While sight may deceive you, touch rarely does.

You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone around to catch you.