The world just feels different for those of us who come alive after dark. It's more fragile and unreal, a replica of the one everyone else inhabits.

It was nice not having to be the one in control, for a little while. It was nice to be the one who was protected, instead of the one who'd been protecting eveyone else.

He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever

It's never the differences between people that suprise us. It's the things that, against all odds, we have in common.

People have to experience things that terrify them. If they don't, how will they ever come to appreciate safety?

You can't win. Either you have the baby and wear your pain on the outside, or you don't have the baby, and you keep that ache in you forever

I imagined what it would be like to hold a butterfly in your hands something bejeweled and treasured and to know that despite your devotion it was dying by degrees.