My flesh was burning where the skin was scraped off my knees, and I was afraid that I couldn't be alive anymore with so much pain, and at the same time I knew I was alive because it hurt. I was afraid that death would find its way into me through this open knee and I quickly covered my knee with my hands.

In this county, we had to walk, eat, sleep and love in fear.

To combat death you don't need much of a life, just one that isn't yet finished.

I wanted to get out of our thimble of a town, where every stone had eyes.

When we don't speak, said Edgar, we become unbearable, and when we do, we make fools of ourselves.

Only the demented would not have raised their hands in the great hall. They had exchanged fear for insanity".

Once upon a time they had some bad luck, and they blame everything on that.