I would look up at the moon and see that it was not the smooth orb we had all believed, but a pitted and scarred world with no air.

You search endlessly for permanent happiness in a world where nothing is permanent.

Darkness approaches from outside. I feel no light inside me strong enough to resist it.

But I wasn't a bad girl. I don't want to be forgotten. I want people to remember me.

There is no time for grief; there never is.

I’m a coward, I close my eyes. I don’t understand why God made sight the only sense that can be blocked off.

The physics are simple in theory, but in practice they are filled with the possibility for limitless error.