Why should he be spared?' 'Someone ought to be.' And it will not be me. I have survived, but I have not been spared.

Respect me. Be proud, and if you love me, a little afraid, because love so often looks like fear. We are alike. We are alike.

The man who knelt before her would have sprung from her needles, even down the ghostly flecks of silver in his hair. She had not known before that she wanted all these things, that she preferred dark hair and a slightly cruel expression, that she wishes for tallness, or that a man kneeling might thrill her.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

I am a practical girl, and a life is only so long. It should be spent in as much peace and good eating and good reading as possible and no undue excitement. That is all I am after.

It is well known that reading quickens the growth of a heart like nothing else.

A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world.