I am bewildered by the death of love. And my responsibility for it.

What work you do! It's strange work for a Christian girl to hang old women!

I think it's a mistake to ever look for hope outside of one's self.

The closer a man approaches tragedy the more intense is his concentration of emotion upon the fixed point of his commitment, which is to say the closer he approaches what in life we call fanaticism.

The brain heals the past like an injury.

He's liked, but he's not well liked.

Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents' heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down! - Abigail