Obey the muse, Liz said. She's a fickle mistress.
It doesn't rain every day. Just every other day.
We are like Humpty Dumpty and all these king's horses and all these king's men cannot put us back together again
Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.
The truth and its opposite are flip sides of the same coin.
Because I understand all the ways of trying to escape, how sometimes you escape one prison only to find you've built yourself a different one.