Sisterly love is one of the few boons in this life.
I think that anything you feel strange or nervous about, you weren't cut out to do.
I fear nomads. I am afraid of them and afraid for them too.
I feel that I have done everything, absolutely everything wrong, but perhaps something nice will happen anyway.
Victory fades so quickly that it is scarcely apparent and it is always the face of defeat that we are able to see.
Houses! I hate houses. I like public places. Houses break your heart.